i swear mother nature creeps on my training schedule. it seems like every long run i have planned, there are freaking gale-force winds that day.
i had an 8-miler to do today (i love the first few weeks of training – low mileage to ease into things!) and there were 30 mph winds. i just…it was insane. i actually stopped at 6.5 miles in because my heart rate got into the 200s and my garmin was having a shit fit. because apparently it thought i was about to croak. i’m not sure i completely disagree.
but here i am, done and done. exhausted, but my first week of training is over:
seriously disgruntled. that was hell.
you know what else is funny? how i tweaked my hamstring stretching my quad. yea no…really though. my surgical hamstring is still way compromised from the graft, so after 8 miles of hills and hills and wind, following tons of deadlifts yesterday, when i kicked my foot towards my butt to grab my heel and stretch my quad…my hamstring rebelled. big time.
so i cussed a little bit and spazzed and then stretched and stretched some more.
neon kicks and a hammy stretch. it’s training time, indeed!
so long story short, i’m zonked. i finished my grading and made some homework answer keys this morning, and started reading through an article for my independent study. then i got home from said run, took the longest, hottest shower ever, and collapsed in a comfy chair in the dining room to eat and drink coffee and chat with my roomie. and it was glorious.
but now i guess is should be productive or something. road trip to panera? road trip to panera.