This post was written for and first appeared on One Foot In Reality.
Yeah, two runs when it is damn near 80*F, just ain't smaht, especially, when it is the longest run I have done since May 14th. You would really think I would learn not to be so damn stoopid - may it will actually happen someday, but today was not that day.
My gramp used to say "The boy ain't all there!"
Nowadays I just say I am a runner and people nod their heads in sympathy, and seem to understand.
Time of Day:
9:24 AM &
Clear & Sunny
Winds: 6 MPH NNW
Planned Distance: 3.0
Type of Run: Easy Bennie Run of 2-3 miles and 5.0 miles Middle Road Loop
Ran with: Bennie
Course: Blake Tar to LG
Town/City: Sidney, ME
6:59 - 6:40
Ran with: myself
Course: Goodhue O/B to LG
Town/City: Sidney, ME
6:59 - 6:40
Notes/Observations about the run:
Run #1 - Just your typical Bennie run, but today even he wasn't feeling like doing anything much more than a dog trot. We even did a few imaginary stops where he lifted the leg, but not much was happening, so he could catch a little more shade time.
I am pretty sure that unless I get out my trail shoes, I won't be running on Blake for a while, where they graded the road, the gravel is all disturbed and makes for slow going and helps to beat up the feet in the LG7's - not enough padding and no rock plate ;-).
Bennie did fine until we got back towards the gate and I can tell when he is struggling with the heat. When he is, I just stop and we walk it back in the rest of the way. He let me know when we got to the Lower Gate, with his "I'm done boss - look". I agreed that it was a GREAT place to stop and walk the rest of the way in.
So we did - a nice little .5 mile walk back to the house, with the horseflies chasing our arses the whole way.
Run #2 - After we got back to the house, I rolled-out the lower legs and re-hydrated a little. This took about 20 minutes, which meant it was a bit warmer - one whole degree, but it felt like a helluva lot more than that.
Instead of heading around Middle Road where there is not much shade, I decided to head up Tiffany and turn-around at Notta Road. Which is exactly what I should have done.
Sometimes I just never learn.
Running without Bennie is easier. I can relax and just run, without worrying where that damn leash is and if we are going to go hell-bent for leather after a vehicle or stop on a dime to smell the roses and then have to get going yet again.
So I was feeling pretty good by the time I got down to Wildwood. Although it was slow, the leg was holding up pretty good, the body wasn't feeling too terrible and I got this wonderful idea, I haven't run out to Goodhue in a while and today would be a nice day to do it.
Yeah and I am...well you will understand in a minute.
So when I got to Notta Road, instead of turning like a good runner who is not acclimated to hot weather and just getting back in shape, should do in nearly 80*F temps, I got greedy and thought about getting over 7.0 and seeing the Goodhue Road sign again.
and I paaaiiidddd for it.
Getting up to Goodhue was not really the problem, but that section of road is all cornfields too, so my shady run turned into a sun field. By the time I got back in the shade past the that section, I was cooked, parboiled and well-done. The sun and that slight breeze had sucked the energy right out of me.
Of course I didn't have anything to drink with me, after all I was just gonna do 5.0 miles - right.
Even though the pace seemed fairly consistent, I know that I was suffering pretty badly by the time I hit 4.0 miles and cursing a certain somebody's stoopidity. When the chirp for 5.0 rang, I just barely heard it, I just wanted to keep going.
Once I got back on the dirt road, things got worse, I was now so tired that I wasn't picking lines, avoiding rocks and all that great stuff I was doing earlier to make running through there fairly safe for my feet and ankles.
Lots of rocks and Lunar Glide 7's ain't the best of times.
However, I just kept going, but it was slower and slower.
I was in - gonna finish mode.
Finally, when I got to the big pine down on the flat, I could see Steven's Hill and just deflated. I knew that there was not enough in the tank to make it up the hill even at a trudge.
When I got to the Lower Gate, I just stopped, moved into the shadows, swatted a few horseflies, turned the Garmin off and stood there for about 5:00 minutes - savoring not moving. Then I slowly walked the half mile back to the house and began the rehydration that was definitely needed.
Yeah, I have a feeling while sitting in my chair that Bennie and I might have even nodded off for 20 minutes or so. ;-)
Yes, I over-did it just a tad, but if I don't push, I ain't gonna get better - well at least that is what I keep telling myself.
All I know is the 10K I finished today was the furthest I have run since May 14th and even though I was toast at the end, I did it.
Aches and Pains:
Left Leg - Not too sore, but sore enough that it would have gotten in the way of a faster stride, but not enough to make me think about stopping.
Hamstrings - a bit more sore than usual, all the sitting lately seems to be catching up :-).
Nike LunarGlide 7
Remarks: The only issue was while running on the dirt road down-back, where they just finished "fixing" it. Lots of rocks to play on, just not enough padding to avoid feeling the ones that I landed on. Otherwise on tar they felt fine.