Pain
I'm a mess. I got a very good pressure point leg massage yesterday, but I'm still having problems walking. My left inside ankle looks strange too. What is weird about all this is that I feel that I could of run harder. I'm a bit upset about the last mile time. What was that about? I hit mile 10 at 1:30 (chip time was probably 1:29) but 1:30 was my training time on harder hills and in the wind. I couldn't get up the gumption to pick people off, which is a trait I hold dearly. None of the people interested me enough that day. Or maybe it is because it was the first time I ran this type of race. In my first 5k in September I wasn't interested in picking people off that much either.
One thing I do in life is that I don't make eye contact in supermarkets, malls or places like that. I tend to hold my head down. Usually friends will have to come up to me and tap me on the shoulder or will say "i saw you so and so yesterday". At the race though I looked every runner in the eyes as they were on the way back. I just wanted to see what they "looked like" What their face and body said to me. I was curious what made them so much better than me. On a side note I must apologize for the "what a freak" comment about runner #1. He isn't a freak, I think I thought that after he passes and runner #2 was nowhere in sight. FYI runner #1 missed the start and probably started next to me (about a minute back). Here's a link to some pictures of fast people. They stopped taking pics at 1:35. (dicks) Brightroom was there so maybe some camera caught my agile frame.
I'm eating like crazy this week. I actually had a peanut butter cup today. Gotta love them. I'll be back next week running and eating like I usually do. I'd better, or I'll blow up like a blimp with this thyroid. It's weird not running or worrying about mileage for a change. Though looking outside and seeing how beautiful it is (it's windy as hell though) I want to put on my shoes and run. Luckily for me I can't wear shoes at the moment. Gotta love the ugly birkenstocks. They do wonders for the feet.
One thing I do in life is that I don't make eye contact in supermarkets, malls or places like that. I tend to hold my head down. Usually friends will have to come up to me and tap me on the shoulder or will say "i saw you so and so yesterday". At the race though I looked every runner in the eyes as they were on the way back. I just wanted to see what they "looked like" What their face and body said to me. I was curious what made them so much better than me. On a side note I must apologize for the "what a freak" comment about runner #1. He isn't a freak, I think I thought that after he passes and runner #2 was nowhere in sight. FYI runner #1 missed the start and probably started next to me (about a minute back). Here's a link to some pictures of fast people. They stopped taking pics at 1:35. (dicks) Brightroom was there so maybe some camera caught my agile frame.
I'm eating like crazy this week. I actually had a peanut butter cup today. Gotta love them. I'll be back next week running and eating like I usually do. I'd better, or I'll blow up like a blimp with this thyroid. It's weird not running or worrying about mileage for a change. Though looking outside and seeing how beautiful it is (it's windy as hell though) I want to put on my shoes and run. Luckily for me I can't wear shoes at the moment. Gotta love the ugly birkenstocks. They do wonders for the feet.
posted by m at
2:11 PM
2 Comments:
Regardless of what you think, you still turned in amazing time.
Good for you on holding your head high, before you know you'll be high fiving everyone.
It looked like a fun race from the pictures.
No more pain, hope it's gone asap.
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