Long weekend

Friday – 5.5

Saturday – 11.5

Westerly side of the river, down to Westerly Yacht Club

Sunday – 0

Monday – 17

I ran down to TS house in the rain. I was soaked to the bone from mile 3 on. Very difficult run, wet to the core. Everything went wrong from chafing, bleeding and the quest for thrust. Yes, I did use body glide, but when you are soaked to the bone, has little effect. One positive, I was able to stop at the water fountain in Watch Hill for a quick drink. On my way back running in White Rock, about 2 miles from home the road traffic was heavy and puddles everywhere with no side walk. Did my best to stay away from puddles and most of the drivers did their best to stay away from me until one driver in a blue Subaru decided instead to drive through a puddle while I was next to it. At this point in the run I was miserable, feeling major discomfort so I did what we all would have done – gave the double #1 sign to the driver along with yelling what that meant – like they didn’t know – made me feel better yelling it though. Looking back should have done this on Saturday instead.  I will have to start to pay attention to the weather now that summer is over.

Not sure if it was the run on Monday but I feel that I’m losing bit of the love from running. Instead of feeling like I wanted to run, I felt I had to run. Instead of wanting to go out and push the hill, I felt I had to push the hill. Don’t get me wrong - I believe this lacking in foresight or focus to be necessary. Attention to the detail of, and 100% commitment to each aspect of training (long runs, rest, recovery, speed work, hill work, tempo runs, sleep (what’s that), and so on is part of the daily life of a runner. This is fundamental to any hard core runner. But this structure, regimen, intensity, focus can also be demanding and yes, somewhat, draining.  Summary - running alone just sucks. I’ll shut-up now