How Did I Get Here?

Quote of the Day: “If carrots got you drunk, rabbits would be fucked up.”

Sunday

I don’t know why I felt the need to do 20 miles today. I had somewhere in the recesses of my mind decided today would be a ten-mile day since I have the wild Wild West trail marathon in a week. Does the word “taper” mean anything to you, Jason?

But somewhere along the line, I upped it to 20 miles and after the 40 miler a few weeks ago, 20 seemed tame. Hell, it was only HALF!

I got everything ready this morning (after another crappy night’s sleep) and headed to the base. I was flip-flopping on the 10 and 20 but deep down, I knew it would be 20.

Another thing that spawned this was that in the last few races, I’ve done better than ever by pushing my workouts almost right up to race day. This goes against all common sense but that’s what’s been going on so I wasn’t all that worried about the distance/time-till-next-race factor.

Only once did I falter on the run and seriously consider keeping it at 10. But then I washed that away by thinking about how good it would feel to know I did 20 today and how my weight loss goals got a two-month chop as of late. Before I had until the end of August to become a physical specimen and now I’m showing up on July 7th so things need to move along a little faster now.

After 10, I felt good, although I fell under the spell of not taking the distance seriously so my mind wasn’t as into it as much as I would have liked. It was like I didn’t mentally dial in 20 and I felt it so I guess there’s something to be said about worrying about the run the night before.

The second 10 miles was a lot tougher than it should have been. The good news is that I kept the sub-10 minute pace up but I wasn’t having a lot of fun.

When I got done, I felt like hammered dogshit. It really confused me because I didn’t even feel this bad after the 40 miler. My feet were killing me and my hamstring felt like I pulled it. My joints were hurting me too.

When I got home, took a shower, and ate, all I wanted to do was sleep but not because of the run. I just felt drained and I slept for 3 hours before waking up and feeling just as bad. So much for getting a haircut and going shopping today.

But I got the 20 miles in and feel prepared for next week when I marathon. I plan to do 1 ½ hours of cardio on Monday and Tuesday because Wednesday is a day of traveling, Thursday is a day of walking all over Vegas, Friday is a day of driving, which brings me to marathon morning on Saturday.

Then it’s concentrating on massive weight loss since, for the first time since 2000, I won’t have a marathon on the horizon.

Yeah, let’s see how long THAT lasts.

Free Advice for Today: “Say ‘Bless You’ when you hear someone sneeze.”

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