This will be a grumpy post. I may as well set the tone up front.
After my last post, I headed out for 6.5km, on very sore legs (having done 35km the previous day). It went suprisingly well pace wise, although every step had my quads screaming at me.
On my return home I still felt normal... however within the space of an hour I was freezing cold, my body was aching all over (not just the legs) and I felt like i was going to be sick. I spent the next 24 hours in bed and had to take 1.5 days off work. Nasty.
Needless to say monday's training was out. On Tuesday I was much better but still had quite bad stomach pains so that was a no go too. Wednesday I didn't think things through overly well and swam at 6.30am when i should have hit the pavement. We've had very hot days both here in Wellington and as usual in Nelson so even running at 6-7pm is almost still too hot. The swim was a nice ease back into it. I had a long overdue deep tissue massage mid afternoon and decided that my legs would get more benefit from another day off running.
Which brings me to today. Thursday. I'd decided to do my mid week mid distance (12km) this morning. However after my 2nd night of only 5 hours sleep I feel like i've been run over by truck. By eyes are so bloodshot and sore that I don't think i'd be able to see where i was running anyway.
So here I am, fourth rest day from running and i'm grumpy. Not even Polly and Grant's cat/gareth morgan jokes could turn the corners of my mouth for me this morning.
This was meant to be an easy week though. So saturday's run will drop back to a 20km, followed by something between 5-7 on sunday. Tomorrow I can probably manage 10km + a swim.
Hopefully the rest will prepare me for next week's 65-70km.
In the meantime, give me coffee, and don't let me see any runners!
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