Now that she's won D1 should be enthused and motivated to go running with dad right? NOT.
Couldn't get her moving on Saturday, but did manage to get her out on Sunday for a 6 mile run on a trail that runs along the Mississippi river. As expected, not without lots of whining. Not fun.
Monday - Ran a strong 7 miles, to Lake Harriet and back in an hour.
Wednesday - Ran only 4 in the morning. Felt sluggish and just wanted to lie down again. May be related to taking Advil PM to get to sleep at night. Got motivated to run again in the afternoon and ran 6.5 in 58 minutes. That's over 10 miles in one day; I feel pretty good.
Or, I did, for an hour or two, and then it seriously caught up to me. I got cramps in my hamstrings while doing a soccer clinic in the evening, and the next day I couldn't move.
Day off on Thursday. And then an easy 3 on Friday to recover. Not feeling good.
Only 30 miles for the week. After last week's 40 miles that was a little deflating.
Not feeling well, and took Saturday and Sunday off.
3 miles Monday morning slow was discouraging, but I came back in the afternoon and ran hard with G for 4 miles. Did a similar two-a-day on Wednesday with a poor morning run followed up with a short quick run with G in the evening.
Again 30 miles for the week. And there were a lot of discouraging miles in there.
At one point in August and early September I had run 20 out of 21 days. I didn't run 4 out of my last 14.
But, I ran a brisk 6 on Friday September 20, in the woods and I'm starting to feel better.
Looking at my mileage I'm at 99 for the month and should easily clear 125. Although I haven't been keeping track until recently, I'm sure that's my largest month by at least 30 miles. So, I need to give myself a break and let my body adjust to the increased mileage.
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