The local trail running organization posted the link to the marathon I intend to run in November. Well, either the marathon or the whole 50 miles. That’s going to be determined sometime in late September, according to my training schedule. We’ll see. I’m excited. It seems a lot more real now.
I finished reading Over the Edge, by Michael Bane. It was a really great, really funny read. Of course, it filled my head with a few ideas, but nothing to worry about just yet. I’m not *that* incensed to do crazy things. You need to read this, though, just for inspiration and good feelings.
Hello gang. Glad to hear from you all, and thanks for your kindness and concerns. I was vacationing up in northernmost Maine, and as such, didn’t exactly want to post that on my website. People breaking in or what have you, eh?
But the trip was lovely (lots of rain), and I got some really neat trail running in while up there. I missed out on using an olympic-grade training facility a mile or two from the campsite, but staying up late negates my ability to get up at 4AM and think about running, so that’s what happened to that. Just the same, after a week away, I only missed one run, and it was a 3 miler of no real note on Thursday. I did my miles the rest of the week, and even trained today at the gym.
Quick hit at Gold’s Gym this morning. Did strength training, more abs and core, and then 2 fast miles on the treadmill. I did 7 and 8 MPH stuff, and really just burned it through. Finally, I jumped in the pool for 20 minutes of swimming to give my muscles a good stretch, and to really relieve some of the general tension. Swimming’s kind of like biking is to lots of you. It’s my “free” experience, where I can just go and do my thing for a while and not feel competitive or as if I’m in training.
So, good quick hit on all fronts.
Last night was a rest day from my home workout program. Kat went off to the movies, and I stayed home with my daughter. I put her to bed just before seven, and then fell asleep on the couch. I stayed asleep until Kat came home (not counting a quick phone call around half past eight), and then when she got home, I talked with her a little while, but was in bed before ten.
I think my body really appreciated the rest and recovery time. Though I’d run twice that day, just giving myself the evening off seemed like a break. Friday is my only completely clear day off, and that seems very appreciated by my body as well. In his book, THE NEW TOUGHNESS TRAINING FOR SPORTS, James Loehr spends a great deal of time discussing how the way to build toughness of any kind (Mental, physical, emotional) is through fluctuating between stress and recovery. I believe in that theory.
Jumped on the old treadmill for two more miles after some ab work. I ran at a 10 minute pace for most of it, but for the last 200 meters, I broke into a 6.5 minute pace to simulate sprinting to the finish line. No problem. I still FEEL that hip flexor pain and my glutes are still a wee sore, but I don’t feel injured. That’s a nice thing.
Man, nice to have Blogger back up and running steady.
I went back to Woodsom Farm today to completely explore what I touched upon yesterday. It’s smaller than I thought at first glance, but then, running makes everywhere seem smaller than it looks, doesn’t it?
Four miles where nearly 2/3 was hills. I found myself either partway up a hill or just descending another hill for most of the run. For some reason, I really like hills. They feel like a challenge that you can conquer. You run up, and of course it burns and takes lots of effort, but once you’re up there, you feel like: hey! I’m up here and you’re not! Maybe that’s the 8 year old boy still trapped in me.
I still feel a bit sore in the hip flexor, and my glutes are just burning, but otherwise, I’m feeling like it was a short term pain, not something giant. I was able to work out last night, except for a few obvious stretches (backwards lunge with a twist). So, I’m feeling okay. I’ll go out and give myself another ginger 3 plus miles on the farm down the street before venturing off to the woods again.
I started out with five minutes of walking, and I felt my hip flexor immediately. I pushed four fingers into that spot and just kind of massaged it while walking. By the time I got to the park, I felt fine, so I tried a short slow jog. No problem. I picked up pace a little. No problem. I ran to the other end of the park. STILL no problem. And then, I looked down the long road to Woodsom Farm.
Sure, why not?
So last night, I’m working out with Kat. I am doing what’s called a split squat lunge. Do you know it? It’s when you take a really big step forward, then lower your butt until your back leg’s knee nearly touches the ground. They work your hip flexors, your quads, your glutes, and actually, pretty much every leg muscle you have.
During one, something went wrong.