Monday I did nothing and liked it. Work had me in at 5am and didn't leave until 4pm or so. I did go see my favorite chiropractor and that made me feel better. Other than that my body was tired.
Tuesday I was in the pool again. It was a gorgeous day and some pool cross training was in order. Luckily four others, my usual rehab suspects, joined me and we went at it hard. I almost made Dave puke again. He really gets into the sprints. Alex worked her ass off and ended up with 65 minutes of plyo's, sprints and core work. I love my job. This pool thing came at the right time and I think it is all from Daves suggestion or as a result of multiple conversations with his rehabilitation as the subject heading. I ended up with about 80 minutes of good movement. My body was alittle tired but moved well enough to get a good workout.
Wednesday my mother-in-law was picking up the girls so I went for a 10 mile spin up poly canyon towards shooters. I didn't feel like running any of it. I am glad it was a really nice day because it made staying out there easy. If you have never seen rattle snakes mate it is a trip. Intertwined like a pretzle bangin into eachother, falling on the ground. I was on my way back to Poly and two snakes were in the middle of the road 'doing it!' I had to watch for a second because at first I thought they were fighting. After a couple minutes of amazment and disbelief I carefully went around them. The rest of the run went easy and as I finished I noticed I had spent almost two hours out there. I knew I spent some time watching the snakes, retracing my steps because of cows and contemplating what route to take after nearly five miles in, but I didn't think I was running that slow. It really doesn't matter and my body felt good, so I guess it's a good thing. Heading down poly canyhon is fun and this is where I finished my run and then left for home.
Thursday: Pool work for an hour 15 minutes. Varying intensity levels. Good work, got a good sweat.
Friday: see Thursday. Wanted to run, just didn't get the chance.
Saturday:
After football practice I started thinking about the race. Mostly because I have to leave and get up to Santa Cruz sometime today. For some reason my legs feel heavy and I am not into this at all. Could be that I ate like shit this week. I absolutely couldn't help myself. Chips, candy, doughnuts you name I was eating it. What an idiot. My thoughts for tomorrow now are just to finish and get home. This kinda feeling is so defeating. less than a month out of Miwok and I feel like crap and don't want to deal with training. I am not burned out, maybe it's work or home...fuck me! my routine is off...next week better be better.
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