I had an early meeting this morning and couldn't hook up with the Black Sheep for Jan's workout. Instead, I went out and stumbled around the neighborhood for an hour--aimlessly trying to decide if I wanted to go to the track, run easy, or do a tempo run. Big mistake waiting until I woke up to try to decide what to do. In the end, the SI was sufficiently vocal and the legs sufficiently stale that I more or less ran something that resembled a fartlek. The one thing of value is that I worked on pushing my legs at pace on some gentle downhills which has been a weak spot in my recovery regime. It has required some changes in my form that I'm just getting comfortable with. I'm going to try to get out this evening for a few, hopefully more redeeming, miles.
After work and a visit to the chiro I ran another 3.5 through the hood. These miles felt better than this morning. I think the chiro appt helped.
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