CRAP!!! CRAP!!! CRAP!!!!
I got a late start and then there was so many freaking lights. My 1:17:00 bike ride was more like 1:30:00. Which means I don't have enough time to do my run!!! Not to mention that, in the last 5 miles before getting to the apartment I get passed be a white Galant with 4 teenage a$$holes. The one in the back passenger seat yells as they pass then throws out a cup full of coke right in front of me. My whole body is now sticky. If I could have gotten my foot out of the clip faster I would have kicked the f'ing car as I passed them at the next stop lights. God was I so tempted to stop right there and smash in the idiots windows and beat that f'ers face in. Son of a B made damn sure he steeered into the other lane when they passed me again I was ready for them, but the driver was smart enough to keep the windows closed and hit the furthest lane. Man am I pissed!!!
Maybe I will run tonight when I am not so upset.
****Nope, did not run. Just too aggrevated after my class from the bike incident. Did some crunches before bed.
I woke up this morning so NOT wanting to run. I ached all over. I think that some of it was due to the push ups I did Friday night. I also think that the 4 miles I ran on Friday was a bit much before running the race on Saturday. My calves were not feeling the greatest. I tried to think of every reason to talk myself out of it, but it all came down to "you know you need to" or "you know you will feel better when its over". So down to the trails I went. I got down there and realized I forgot my Garmin. I took that as a sign that I need to just take it easy and not worry about time. Take it as a recovery run.
The first 3 miles were terrible. Head wind all the way. My calves felt like someone was filling them up with water. By the fourth mile I figured I had enough and that it was time to turn around. By the fifth mile having the wind at my back just made it more hot. Mile 6 and I decided to walk to cool down. My calves were full enough to burst at this point. I walked for maybe a quarter of a mile or less, then started again. I felt much better after my walk. I finished the last mile with a decent time or at least as near as I can figure.