7.15.2007
Lazy Sundays are Over
A fresh perspective on recovery runs
I ran an easy mile today (could have done three if I hadn't waited until noon to do it), and it hardly feels like I ran 12.75 yesterday. Hell if I had known I was making myself hurt worse by lying around like a lazy slug on weekends after the long runs, I'd have gotten my ass up off the couch a lot sooner! Usually I'm still hurting on Mondays and have to wait until Tuesday to start in on the shorter runs again, but I feel like I could do another few tonight as soon as the sun goes down. I may still wait until tomorrow for that though. :)
Labels: recovery run, short run
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Wait, what??!?!?!?!?!??? Lying around like a slug today was BAD FOR ME???????
Oh crap, dude. This is not good news.
Well, I did sort of go for a hike today. In the woods. On state property. Where I shouldn't have been. And proceeded to find a mysterious shallow grave (also on state property where it shouldn't have been, and it wasn't going anywhere soon) that upon poking with a sturdy stick decidedly contained something formerly alive (you can just tell, I discovered, right then and there, if what you are poking is formerly-animate deadness, or just a heap of clothes, for instance). And it was wrapped in several layers of trash bag. And a blanket.
So, yeah--technically, I DID run today. I ran about half a mile hellbent down the trail in my birkenstocks to the cell phone in my car where I proceeded to dial 911 and opine to dispatch that I really hoped I just watch too much CSI, but there was a dead somethingburied in the woods and could they please send somebody, preferably two or three somebodies in big white cars, with guns and shoulders and more importantly latex gloves and a shovel? (I left out the part about if possible could they please send Gary Dourdan and Billy Petersen, because I get that they're actors)
....which they did, post-haste, whereupon I hiked said troopers into the woods (now that I had an escort, it was all legal-like, y'see) and pointed out the Blair-Witch-esque burial mound, and they said, and I quote, ".....aw, shit, man" in pretty much unison.
Long story kept from getting any longer, it did eventually turn out to be someone's illegally parked golden retriever, formerly occupied by itself, and we then had to heave it off the side of the cliff because you really can't park that thing there, but you can't give a dead dog a ticket for trespassing, now can you?
So, yeah, I guess you could say I got in a little running today. :)
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Oh crap, dude. This is not good news.
Well, I did sort of go for a hike today. In the woods. On state property. Where I shouldn't have been. And proceeded to find a mysterious shallow grave (also on state property where it shouldn't have been, and it wasn't going anywhere soon) that upon poking with a sturdy stick decidedly contained something formerly alive (you can just tell, I discovered, right then and there, if what you are poking is formerly-animate deadness, or just a heap of clothes, for instance). And it was wrapped in several layers of trash bag. And a blanket.
So, yeah--technically, I DID run today. I ran about half a mile hellbent down the trail in my birkenstocks to the cell phone in my car where I proceeded to dial 911 and opine to dispatch that I really hoped I just watch too much CSI, but there was a dead somethingburied in the woods and could they please send somebody, preferably two or three somebodies in big white cars, with guns and shoulders and more importantly latex gloves and a shovel? (I left out the part about if possible could they please send Gary Dourdan and Billy Petersen, because I get that they're actors)
....which they did, post-haste, whereupon I hiked said troopers into the woods (now that I had an escort, it was all legal-like, y'see) and pointed out the Blair-Witch-esque burial mound, and they said, and I quote, ".....aw, shit, man" in pretty much unison.
Long story kept from getting any longer, it did eventually turn out to be someone's illegally parked golden retriever, formerly occupied by itself, and we then had to heave it off the side of the cliff because you really can't park that thing there, but you can't give a dead dog a ticket for trespassing, now can you?
So, yeah, I guess you could say I got in a little running today. :)
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finishes
- 26 Oct 2008 * 5:37:41
- 28 Oct 2007 * 6:22:22
- 02 Mar 2008 * 6:28:08
records
- 10K 29 Mar 2008 * 1:09:03
- 10mi 24 Feb 2008 * 1:56:02
- Half 11 Oct 2008 * 2:27:48
- Full 26 Oct 2008 * 5:37:41
on deck
- 2009 RRCA 10M Challenge 22 February 2009
moto
marathoners
reading
- Generation Kill by Evan Wright
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