I felt fine going into my 4x2-mile intervals at an 8:00 pace today but something was nagging at me and that something was right. I did 'em, but they weren't pretty; my legs were tied and did not want to run. My quads still hurt and my right bicep aches. I guess I really ran hard on Saturday; I am not fully recovered. My bicep? Something I did yesterday at weight training that wasn't even training related....it was holding onto the bar for eternity; I felt in then and feel it now! I did one 2miler at the prescribed pace with about 4 stops along the way to stretch my legs and that was about all I could manage to squeeze out. The next one I ran was at 8:19 with a with the elevation starting at +1 but soon found itself at -2. I told myself I was training for the downhills in Boston. Sounded good....but honestly, I couldn't run at a flat elevation, I was hurting. 3rd was same pace with no elevation drop. I took this small feat of progress...though I am certain it made very little difference. 4th one, I ran a mile and then I was done, my legs did not want to move. Okay....listen to your body is my mantra (ha! I WISH! I am a lot better in the body listening category but sometimes that little annoying voice of 'more is better' likes to chime in. I learned the hard way last summer that he is not a welcome visitor!) and I stopped and walked (even at a slow pace!) the last mile. I ventured over to the stretching machines; I think it was a sore day because the contraptions were busy and I had to do some stretching the old fashioned way .... but ahhhhhh, it felt so good!
There's been a bunch of coyote attacks in Denver parks this past week....eeks. I have a long run this weekend and like to run through these parts. I need to head out early, too, before most people are out so I'm a bit worried (Ryan has his World Affairs Challenge at DU in the early afternoon. It's an all day academic event where teams present their research on a global event. SOOO proud of him; he's worked super hard on it all year!). I see coyote at the state park at my house all the time and they never have bothered me; not even one time when I was out alone on some isolated, far back from civiliztion trail and came head-on to three. They stared at me like I could be their next lunch but they backed off and I cautiously continued on). But I need to get in a 26er in somehow.
Have a couple writing projects and a resume to get out for a training job...so signing off 'til tomorrow.
8 miles run