So the weeks are flying by and before I know it I will be toeing the line in Philly with all this training behind me. I'll be ready to run 26.2 miles in under 3 hours. It still seems a ways off at the point but I've already been in training mode for over a month now.
So it is rare for a training plan to be completed as it is outlined. The same is holding true this time. This past week I only ran 3 of my planned 6 days but it was not for a lack of desire. Due to pushing it so damn hard during last weekends Ragnar, I had some aches that required some time off to heal. The times I did run, however, I found it easier than ever to maintain a low 7 average. I'm feeling stronger and stronger each time out. Then I had a surprising long run.
I ran last night and went hiking this morning. My plan was to take today off. That WAS my plan but I decided to go buy a new pair of running shoes. The ones I have are causing some calf pain because that is all I'm running in. They are more of a short mileage or race shoe. So I had decided to get a pair that are just a step up from the low profiles. I tried and tried to dislike the ones I bought but just couldn't change how good they felt. They are Nike's and I've always been against Nike. I always either get blisters or injuries from Nike's but these are just awesome. I took them out for a casual 10 miler and they feel great. Just what I was looking for when I went out looking for a new pair. It is always great to be out on a run and just feel great with every step. Then I took a wrong step. There was a good looking girl running towards me with an amazing smile and eyes. As a chipmunk ran across the path, I looked over at it and turned back to smile at the girl and took a bad step in stride and really twisted my ankle. I did not notice the pain until the girl had passed and we exchanged smiles. Then the pain set in. I was 5 miles from home and it hurt to walk. Stretching all I could, I tried to work it out. After a few test steps and strides, I gave it a go. Slowly, the pain went away and I was off running again. That was a scare but it was as if it never happened now and I was back in stride running low 7's with ease. The body is amazing at what it can do and how it can heal itself. Any other day, I would have been limping back home walking instead of running. I was able to forget about it and just get back to enjoying the run. I sure do love this!
I'm going to try to get back to building some miles since I've been sidetracked recently. We'll see how my ankle and calves hold up but I think I should be ok. 11 weeks and counting. The weather is getting cooler with this being my favorite time of the year to run. Bring on Fall, this guy is ready. Lots of miles to go but I'm feeling better and better.
See ya out there...
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