Two weeks ago I ran 28 at Lester. Things went well with that run, as well as 28 miles can go. But afterwards, I got pretty sick. I lost a full week of training to a nasty virus that kept me from running, and kept me out of work for a bit. I think that 28 probably depleted my immune system a bit and the virus had free reign to move in and put up a couple of hotels. The rent was high.
So finally, earlier this week, I started feeling better and was anxious to get back into running again. So what did I do today? Another 28 in Lester. What the hell is wrong with me? Shouldn't I be getting wiser with my rapidly advancing age? More and more stubborn seems to be the case.
So today's run started out okay. I knew I didn't have the bounce in my legs that I like to feel, so I tried to keep it casual for the first lap or two, but on the second loop, I kinda had a feeling that it was going to be a rough day. Schuney joined my for my third loop and that lifted my spirits again and we ran a bit quicker than what I'd previously been running.
Then Schuney had to go and I was staring into the face of two more loops. Solo. This was not going to be pretty. Today's fourth loop felt like last time's fifth loop and I knew that was a bad omen. I was able to gut that one out without too much trouble. The ultimate loop saw my demise. Within a mile I was reduced to a walk, followed by a shuffle, followed by a walk. I would repeat this slow dance for the next 4 miles until the last, downhill mile when I had finally had enough suffering and just had to get home.
I had mostly suffered from glycogen depletion, I think. I probably didn't eat enough the night before the run and I think that effected me. Plus, I think not having ran very much for the past week and my illness caused me to lose some fitness, certainly some strength.
So lesson learned. And anyway, it's just a training run. Bonking isn't a helluva lot of fun but it's better to do it in a training run than it is in a race. So tonight it's ice cream and compression socks! That'll fix whatever ails ya! But man, I could sure use a massage, and a Cadbury Creme Egg.