Displaying a modest amount of wisdom and giving the gym a pass on Monday, I ventured back into unfamiliar territory and reacquainted myself with a few exercises this morning. I warmed up with a few Bulgarian lunges (saving the hops for a few weeks from now), eased into some core work, but it was during my pull-ups, nothing complicated, when what can only be vast stores of unflushed lactic acid exploded in my head. I’ve experienced lactic acid headaches before, but never the day after, this was new.
Therefore, given a) an unexpected good race on Sunday, b) a great workout yesterday, c) cold sweats, the jury is debating this, and d) lactic acid hangovers, I’ve decided to postpone tomorrow’s tempo run and pay particular attention to my recovery.
This evening was the first Wednesday night session for the Vancouver Half/Marathon clinic and I was happy to see many familiar faces. My highlight of the evening was having a woman approach me toward the end of the session and share that although she had been extremely anxious and concerned about attending her first clinic, she had a wonderful time and was very looking forward to the weekend. It’s the small pleasures in life…
Training: easy 54:50 with drills + 7x 30” strides