2.8 miles

Sweet, like sugar.

For now that's not so bad. Almost three miles (sorry folks, I forgot my geek-tastic GPS unit) in 28:29. That's about a 10:10 pace. A vast improvement on my typical pace as of late. But it's also a good reason I shouldn't run alone; I need a little "help" with slowing down.

Here's one reason I need help slowing down. I am rather sure not every other runner is wired the way I am. When I see people up ahead...and by people I mean pedestrians...I speed up. Is it vanity? A need to show people that I am actually running? or is it the competitor in me? Just like I chased down that poor 8 y.o. during last year's Wheaton 5k just to beat him out at the finish and have his family label me as "that mean man"? I mean, I am a competitive person after all. I've even cheated at a friendly card game (sorry mom, but you must have already known dad and I weren't that lucky)

I'm not sure. But those of you who know me pretty well, probably have your own thoughts.

Up next:
Thursday - rest day
Friday - 1.5miles

continuing poo

Crap.

That's how my 2 miles felt yesterday...like crap. I found out that heel striking, which is simply what i do, isn't for me anymore. Too many psychological barriers to get past (is my leg gonna break? was that a twinge of pain or just general stiffness? is this what it used to feel like?). Needless to say I started landing on my forefoot; there's simply more cushion and shock absorber-like action from my legs.

Result: my friggin right calf hurt all day today. I'm sore, and stiff, and I'm walking like a gimp...again.

This is crap.

well poo

Ok, so first things first. I ran last Thursday. Went just over 2 miles, I was aiming for 2, so it was a good estimate. Did it hurt to run? Not really. It felt not unlike it did last Tuesday, little odd, definite leg fatigue.

So that begs the question. Did it hurt later?

Yes.

So I took off this holiday weekend. No running Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and now Tuesday. That's five whole days. Five days man!

I will try again tomorrow. No promises. I just don't want to make any. I'm not in the mood.