Week 8
Light week this week so this will be a relatively short post.
Tuesday I ran a nice easy 6 miles. I laid out a course in my neighborhood and ran in a area I'd never been thru before. The only bad part was that it was after dark and there weren't many streetlights. Luckily the streets were well maintained, no potholes to break a leg in. I did have one moment when a dog I couldn't see started barking and getting close to me but I just kept going and he eventually decided I wasn't worth the trouble.
Wednesday was an easy 5. I was off so went about noon since I had run Tuesday evening.
Thursday was another easy 6, Friday was an off day.
Saturday I did 5 miles and my calves started getting really stiff at about 1 1/2 miles. A short time after that, my right heel started hurting. I just kept going but as I got close to finishing, my right foot started getting really numb and tingly. That has happened to me once before but it stopped as soon as I quit running.
Sunday was 7 miles and I ran my old loop around my neighborhood course. This course is pretty hilly and used to give me fits before I started my training plan. I was out so long one Sunday my wife was about to come looking for me just as I got home. I had been anxious to do it since I have gotten in good shape. My heel was hurting a bit, so much so that I switched sides of the road. I've been told that if you always run on the same side of the road, one leg will get shorter due to the curve of the road and since I always run against traffic (can't have stuff sneaking up on me), my right leg is the one that has always given me grief. Anyway, I finished with no problem. The weather was nice but the wind was blowing pretty hard. Running uphill into the wind is sooooo much fun but I finished in good shape and recovered pretty quick.
I got home expecting to make breakfast but the wife wanted to go to the mall and pick up something. We ended up eating breakfast at a little place here in Pflugerville called El Rincon. El Rincon is a little family place, their tortillas are homemade and they have the best migas on the face of the planet. If you're a local, you probably already know about El Rincon but if you don't, you're missing out on the best place in the hill country to eat breakfast.
Next week should be fun, I have to do 18 miles next Sunday. I just drove my route and whooo doggies, it's far. I can't wait...
Tuesday I ran a nice easy 6 miles. I laid out a course in my neighborhood and ran in a area I'd never been thru before. The only bad part was that it was after dark and there weren't many streetlights. Luckily the streets were well maintained, no potholes to break a leg in. I did have one moment when a dog I couldn't see started barking and getting close to me but I just kept going and he eventually decided I wasn't worth the trouble.
Wednesday was an easy 5. I was off so went about noon since I had run Tuesday evening.
Thursday was another easy 6, Friday was an off day.
Saturday I did 5 miles and my calves started getting really stiff at about 1 1/2 miles. A short time after that, my right heel started hurting. I just kept going but as I got close to finishing, my right foot started getting really numb and tingly. That has happened to me once before but it stopped as soon as I quit running.
Sunday was 7 miles and I ran my old loop around my neighborhood course. This course is pretty hilly and used to give me fits before I started my training plan. I was out so long one Sunday my wife was about to come looking for me just as I got home. I had been anxious to do it since I have gotten in good shape. My heel was hurting a bit, so much so that I switched sides of the road. I've been told that if you always run on the same side of the road, one leg will get shorter due to the curve of the road and since I always run against traffic (can't have stuff sneaking up on me), my right leg is the one that has always given me grief. Anyway, I finished with no problem. The weather was nice but the wind was blowing pretty hard. Running uphill into the wind is sooooo much fun but I finished in good shape and recovered pretty quick.
I got home expecting to make breakfast but the wife wanted to go to the mall and pick up something. We ended up eating breakfast at a little place here in Pflugerville called El Rincon. El Rincon is a little family place, their tortillas are homemade and they have the best migas on the face of the planet. If you're a local, you probably already know about El Rincon but if you don't, you're missing out on the best place in the hill country to eat breakfast.
Next week should be fun, I have to do 18 miles next Sunday. I just drove my route and whooo doggies, it's far. I can't wait...
posted by Big Ed at 3:30 PM
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