Yesterday I had a nine mile general aerobic run on the schedule. I knew from my first step that this was not going to be easy. I wasn't quite sure why, but my legs were sore and tired. My hips were sore and my lower back fatigued. I considered throwing in the towel and rescheduling the run. A bunch of folks that I know are going to be running marathons this weekend and next (Los Angeles this weekend, San Diego Rock n Roll next weekend). I thought about them. I though about me. I put my head down and put one foot in front of the other. The bottom line it was time to HTFU.
I ended up putting in 9 miles at a 9:52 pace with an average heart rate of 81% of max (150). Not too bad for a wimp who was ready to throw in the towel. Of course, I was home , showered, and in bed for the night within an hour of finishing. And I am ever soooo glad today is a rest day.