OK. So that run last night didn't go as planned. I'm sitting here this morning really really sore. Sore quads and sore adductors. I mean to the point where I'm having trouble lifting my legs. It's nothing serious, but at this point in my training it is pretty annoying.
I took off for an 11 mile run around the Back Bay a little after 6:30 last night. I was still sore and tired from my interval workout the night before, so my plan was to take it easy. I knew that regardless how fast I wanted to go, my body had other ideas. So, I settled in at a comfortable pace and headed into the wind. Nothing Earth shattering about this run. Until about mile 9 that is.
There is just something about me and the Back Bay. Face it - at this point in my training cycle, 11 miles should be a pretty standard run. But, the last three or four times I've run the loop around the bay, I seem to die somewhere along the route. Last night it was mile 9. I'm sure it had to do with tired body to begin with, a lack of proper fueling during the day, and just the late end to a long day (up at 5AM). But by mile 9 I had slowed to a crawl, and my calves started cramping. I shuffled along best as I could (remember - I don't carry a cell phone) and toughed it out for the last couple of miles to the car. Ouch!
The good news is that I finished at an average pace of 10:34 and an average heart rate of 80% of max. The bad news is that everything after mile 9 was done at a mind numbing 13:00 pace. Yech. One thing for sure - this marathon training business knows how to keep me humble!
On the schedule today - rest. And based on how I'm feeling that's exactly what's going to happen.