Saturday, January 31, 2009

Lame Week...Sort of...

This week was lame from a training standpoint. Sort of... I'm not really upset about it being lame...or perhaps I am because I've termed it lame. In any event, I wanted to take it easy this week as part of my quasi-taper/feel not sick program.

For the feel not sick part, I think I did pretty well. I've been feeling better the last few days. I'd say I'm about 94.7%—give or take. For the quasi-taper part, well, we'll see.

I already told you the tale of Nordic Meisters, so you heard about the meh. Then I took Wednesday off, except for stretching every chance I got. It snowed so much on Wednesday, I had to get out for a ski. The original plan was to ski first thing in the morning, but it was blowing like stink. So, I waited until the afternoon, which was wise as the winds had died down. However, those winds left drifts on the trails in places I had never seen before. Fairly crazy. I skied for an hour and felt not that bad. And look how happy I was:

And, note the old school lid.

Nothing on Friday, and then an easy 3-mile run on the bike path today. I felt surprisingly smooth. Last night, D helped me stretch my hamstrings last night, which was great, and hopefully, I can convince her to do the same tonight. But, the reason for the lame tag is that I ran a total of 6 miles this week. Yup, that's lame.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Winter 10-Mile Classic. My grandiose training plan just didn't happen. Hence, I have no idea what I can run. I can't make the "I'm in XX:XX shape" statement. I just don't know. Here's what I do know: I'm going to be grumpy after the race. Last year, I ran 1:12:15 fresh off the couch. I'd barely run at all. I'm certain I can run faster than that, but each second closer to that I am, the grumpier I will be. Anything over 1:10, and I'll be Captain Crankypants for a week. Plus, I'm also certain that after this race I'm going to be sick. The 5.3% of the cold that is still sticking around will no doubt be looking for a fight. That will make me grumpy. Oh, and there's a 99% chance that either one or both calves or hamstrings will explode. Literally, explode. Think snapped window shade explode. So, I've got that going for me. In other words, I'm really looking forward to this race and in a completely positive frame of mind, which is the key to success.

(Alright, I'm not totally dreading it. I really like racing. Really. I just wish I was in better shape.)

1 comment:

Trail Monster Running said...

Bring on the challenge of the well-rested! Of course I haven't figured out what result will prove who is the better rested.

See you there.