I love those runs that feel great; you're just ticking along, and nothing feels better than the confidence and ability to be moving over land at a good pace.
This wasn't one of those runs.
I bet you could see that last line coming a mile away. I dragged up that opening cliche due to a stunning lack of imagination.
On my schedule was a 10K "boiling water" run, starting out verrry slowly and building till the end. I retraced the Cranberry Lake loop, as I did this just before last Sunday's race. It was a good thing I was starting slowly, as my bones and legs felt creaky, and I carried a persistent cough around the still Lake. I had to stop about 3k in and do one dry heave -- nothing came up--much to the relief of passing motorists, and after walking for about 1', I started back. I thought about turning around, but I was almost into it half way. I salvaged the run in the last quarter of it by picking up the pace, especially hitting my stride along Bowness Ave.
My time was almost identical to the run I did a week ago, where I felt great and it was a real confidence building run. It's funny how I felt pretty dreadful during most of the run, but my time was comparable. I'll take that as the one positive from today's run.
I see on the news today the BMO Vancouver Marathon was run in rainy conditions this morning. Lots of local runners took part in the 1/2 marathon -- kudos to my cousin Charlene for a solid 1:42!
Quote of the day:
God is on everyone's side; and in the last analysis, he is on the side with plenty of money and large armies.
-- Jean Anouilh