Ethan Cannon

AM: 5 miles.

PM: 11 miles and three strides. All today was really slushy, but at least it wasn't raining like it was supposed to be.

6 by 800 with 2:30 rest (which sometimes grew to 3 minutes) averaging 2:15. The last one was actually 2:18. I guess I kind of just got lulled to sleep, thinking but not being sure it was our last one. Turns out maybe it was a good thing I didn't give it everything today since coach wants me to run the 3K this Saturday. He said I need experience running against quality runners. I'm not sure what I'll run. I'm not gonna really peak for it a ton, but if I can run a PR I'll be happy. My current plan is to go down to San Fran at the end of March for a fast 5K. 

11 miles. Felt fine, went pretty slow. It was warm outside but Kiwanis was still snowed in so I had to go past the MTC instead. 

I christened my new shoes by throwing up on them! Yay :) I got sick today at an inconvenient time but I'm going to try to not stress out since this is certainly not my big race. I'll see how I feel tomorrow and decide whether or not to race. I was able to miraculously run the first 12 minute tempo (albeit slow- 5:25 pace or so the first 6 minutes and then I struck it out on my own the last six minutes at a little bit sub 5 pace). Then I threw up and didn't attempt the 400s. It's honestly been great, I've had very few problems with non overuse injury related health. 

Just about six miles, plus strides. I felt a LOT better after an 11 hour sleep last night. I might race tomorrow. TBH I was more concerned about my left Achilles' tendon. 

Showed up and talked to Isaac. I have still had some lingering GI tract issues from my sickness, but this morning I planned to race the whole thing. He told me he'd rather have me run 2K somewhat competitively. I feel like even with the past couple days I could have PRed today, but oh well. I just need to be consistent until March and April and I should be able to get much more than a couple second PR (more like a 1+ minute PR in the 5K). We went out way too fast (I heard 63 or 64 at 400 and was buried in the pack). My brothers friend got my splits after that- 55s all the way till I dropped out. I think I was at 4:33 or 4:34 at the mile. So it was a good experience to feel like I was racing again a bit but not worry too much.