Yesterday’s run started about 8:30am–it was almost 80 degrees and sunny, with 90% humidity. Swampy. And miserable. Afterwards I spent some quality time with the foam roller, but even two hours later my legs still felt sore and tired. Then we stayed out late last night (three words: high school reunion) and slept late this morning. So it was 11am when I thought about my scheduled recovery run.
And then I walked outside.
It had rained on and off all night–we’d gotten doused getting from the bar (of course my class held its reunion at a bar) to the car–and it was still drizzling a bit this morning. But it was no more than 65 degrees. Such a difference from yesterday’s conditions!
I was only supposed to run for 20 minutes, but the temperature was so nice and I found a good rhythm so I ended up going a bit longer and faster. Even if it didn’t do much for my overall training, it helped return my state of mind to something more positive, that’s for sure.
I have two more long-run Saturdays before the Army 10-Miler. I’m thinking of trying for seven on Saturday and nine the following Saturday. The longest I’ve done since July is six–does that seem like a reasonable plan?