Best Laid Plans

On Friday I felt like absolute shite. A low level cold that had been lurking in the shadows decided to show itself in force and consequently sap a disproportionate amount of my energy leaving me drained, sore and feeling sorry for myself.

I watched my only window of opportunity to run pass by and didn’t care. I went to inform Ally of this and 20’ later found myself jogging down the Lochside Trail wondering how I would adjust for missing the scheduled 6x1k. With the legs lethargic, I decided on some speed work and if nothing else wanted to give myself something to feel sorry for. I ran surprisingly well. My lungs seared.

Yesterday, I was out with the clinic for a great run from Mattick’s Farm, down the peninsula, over Bear Hill and back around Elk Lake. With the pace effortless, I was lulled into a false sense of wellbeing and decided on calling Carter to keep me company this morning. I’m glad he had other plans.

I woke today feeling worse than I did on Friday. Still, with the sun peaking out between the clouds and the temperature still uncharacteristically cold, I set out determined to run 2h40. It was while running through Bow Park, passing the 40’ mark that I questioned my resolve to continue for another 2h. My tenacity was first-class but something else made me second-guess myself and rather than continue into Mt. Doug, I veered west and was home moments later. Missing the run makes me question my resolve to run Ottawa, if it wasn’t for my wanting to run Boston next year.

After a two-hour nap I salvaged something from the day as Ally and I planted out first vegetable garden – beets, onions, radishes, kale, rosemary, thyme, sage and parsley.

Still waiting…

Training:
Friday: 42:53 with 10x1’ hard (1’)
Saturday: easy 2:09:41
Sunday: easy 52:05