5 miles this morning. I went out for a very easy 8 miles up around GS and over the hill down the trail and it just didn't go as I'd hoped for. The first two miles were slow and pain free. The third mile was slow and I could only feel the quad a little. The fourth mile was the same and the 5th mile really hurt and by the end I had to walk. Ended up walking three miles in pain back home off the desert reserve. This absolutely sucks! This absolutely sucks! THIS ABSOLUTELY SUCKS! SUCK! I've never had a injury- or at least one that I couldn't explain and at the moment I'm not taking things very good. What in the freaking world happened? I'm falling apart physically and that is leading to a major mental melt down. I admire Paul and others that are so positive as they work through injuries. I'm not that way. All I can think about is busting my butt most the winter and all spring and it's just evaporating into thin air. I'm sure this quad will heal with time. But I can't stand the thought of dropping fitness like that and trying work back. I guess I'll get a massage and just go through the motions. 3 miles this evening on the treadmill in Five Fingers. Did one mile and then a ab workout. Then another mile followed by the 10lb weigh lifting and then finished with one more mile. The quad hurt but I can't stand "time off". I just tried to run a very easy pace 10 min mile and try to visualize that nothing was wrong. Considering the circumstances it was a pretty good workout- which my body has been begging for. I may go buy a mountain bike and hit some long rides until my quad feels good enough to run. I tested it today on a bike and it didn't seem to bother me. Also may join the new Washington City rec center for the month to use the elliptical, pool, weights and anything else that will take the edge off. I'm on a mission to be in shape and able to run for WBR. I could care less about any other race this summer but I don't want to miss out on the relay. But if I'm not running somewhat full stride by June 14th I'll have to pull myself out and let someone else run. |