Today was not the run or experience I was hoping for. I was invited earlier in the week to run Tibble Fork up to Mineral Basin. I had already run for the day and wanted to be smart, so I declined.
But I thought it would be a great run for my easy week long run. I parked at Tibble Fork and started to make my way up. Looking at the Strava profile from several people who had gone on the run, I thought I would be slow....but could manage. I needed 13 miles and I wanted to lift afterwards.
It was extremly icy at the beginning. But I was really struggling with the elevation. So here is the frustrating part - I've run steeper elevation and longer miles, but I totally buckled today. I was DYING at 2.5 miles up the canyon. My heart rate was out of control and I couldn't fathom running 4 more miles up.
I quit. I turned around and headed down the road. I thought I just run the rest at home. But it was already 10:45am and I still had 8 more miles to go. I was running out of time.
So I ran 5 more miles on the road (which stinks and is not nearly as pretty). I was so frustrated at myself for not getting my miles OR lifting. And most importantly, I gave up.
When I got home, I synced my Garmin and compared it to my friends' Strava account. I was running faster than they were. Double stink....if I would have just hung on.
I guess we all have really rotten runs and experiences. Time to move on and recommitt to NEVER give up.
The very BEST part of the whole morning was seeing Smooth and Karen on my way to the canyon. They are such wonderful ladies and I should've run with them! Live and learn.
My calves have been on fire since I've started trail running. So I finally bought a pair of trail shoes. I'm hoping they help calm everything down. Come on Hoka....save the day!
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