Vestige

Was reminded of this fine website by a kindly bloke who tricked me into running on this very day.  The trails were good to me, less good to the bloke.  3 grind, 3 less grind.  Later ate my soul into oblivion and then observed a cabin late into the night.

Jogged so hard.  Ran up a mountain to the rock called big.  Saw snow, saw Winter, saw my life flash before my eyes.  A superp hour and a half with the one called beej. 8.69/10, may attempt again.

Hike for recovery. 2.5ish miles trying to motivate a herd of tired manchildren. Was challenged to a downhill race by a friendly soccer man.  Foolishly dropped 2:20 800 at the expense of my knees and feet. Still counts as recovery.

Attempted an easy run, still felt like a grind. 7:20 pace 'round town.

Running in circles with good ol' BG Benny Boi. 5:28, 5:30, 5:00. Intermediate yogging for recovery. 1 mile warmup/cooldown.

Beautiful day to dodge 40+ bikers and tiny hiking humans.  Quarantine is driving the masses to even the most boring of trails.  Long slow grind of pretty high effort. Underground race has been confirmed and is slowly growing in contestants.  Time to ramp up the training to avoid a lifetime of shame.

Moderate speed left turns on the red oval. 4:52, 5:17, 5:00.  Full recovery of hobbyjogging in between. 1.5 mile warmup + cooldown.  Knee be tweaking slightly, need to pull back on hard runs for a bit. 

6 miles to the dump park and back, 6:45 pace.  Landfills are gross and depressing places, but it's hard to think of another option for the tons of trash we all have... always fun to think about the feasibility of living off-grid.  Finished with 3 20-second hill strides and some yogging. Now I'm off to see the biomechanics wizard in hopes he can cast a spell on me.

Short mountain yog with ol henny hunny buns.  Nothing like some flashy pink gear to brighten a day.  Lil bit o climbing and heavy breathing and reminiscing. May attempt round one of spellcasting tonight, we'll see if that enables another run on the morrow.

Was granted a 91-minute taste of Hell for running on the sabbath.  3 miles of grinding up to the trails.  Borderline heatstroke, dehydration, extreme fatigue, chaffing, and then... caught my second wind.  Blasted through the trees at light speed for roughly 69 seconds then popped my left ankle real good...  Hobbled 2 more miles to the trailhead at 12-minute pace, hit the roads for the last 4 miles at only a half-hobble.

Takeaways from today: don't run in the afternoon, ever. Purchase nut-butter.  Stop stepping on unstable rocks. Amen.

5 x 1k repeats on the track with good ol' BGBennion. 1-mile warmup, 600m recovery walk/yog between reps.  3:02, 3:02, 3:04, 3:01, 3:02.  1-mile cooldown + strides.  Felt like sweaty garbage after first 2... Blake took the lead on the last few for maximum pacing efficiency.  Good workout, though definitely not something I could reproduce in an actual race...  Ankle was 97% good, aside from jumping a handful of fences.  That was a mistake.

Evening stroll along the highway.  7:40 pace.  I've decided more miles are in order if I'm to pop a 3rd place finish next month. Gotta fight for that bronze, baby.