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Long Live the King
Oct. 30th, 2022 01:51 pmWith Nana-cat gone, there are now two humans and two cats, so the balance of species power has shifted in their favor. But there are also now two male cats and a cat power vacuum, so they've taken to occasionally debating who is the top cat. These "debates" have been taking place at 1:30 am in my bedroom, for reasons I don't yet understand. Perhaps I'm supposed to be moderating this, like the sleep-deprived love child of Brian Lamb and Dr. Dolittle.
Anyway, I got out early this morning for my long run and managed to mainly succeed in pissing off my IT band - a recurring problem with me. I put it down to Covid and everything else this summer and fall. I keep feeling like I'm behind and adding longer miles to my workouts to "catch up." Which is stupid of me, I know better than that, but the little voice in my head keeps telling me to run longer or I'll post my first DNF. I normally train by the rule that says, be realistic about where you are, and train from there, not from where you think you ought to be. Anyway, I don't need to break any records or set PRs, just finish. So I'm taking time off this week ahead of the Wine & Dine 10k and half to just rest up. I have two more marathons and an ultra, but after the ultra in early December I can take it easy a while. In March I'll restart my plan to build both speed and endurance, the one I was working from this year when I got sick.
But being out very early in the morning meant I saw some cool stuff, like the local Crows getting a head start on their day by mobbing a Hawk, another Hawk just flying around screeching for some reason, a Bald Eagle out near the state forest, and a massive gathering of Turkey Vultures at some hunter's leftover gut pile. Plus a loose dog that got a face full of pepper gel.
I finally decided around mile eight to just walk home, though I could have put up with the pain. Yes, I could have run through it in a race, but for a training run, there's no reason to risk injuring myself. I ended up walking about five more miles through the state forest and across some fire/logging roads to get back home, and Fox walked out to meet me when he saw I wasn't doing too hot. By that time my ankles, hip, and hamstrings were all hurting and I was not thinking clearly, so when I saw another person ahead of me on one of the access trails, I considered getting off the trail and hiding in some brush, because meeting another lone person in the forest is generally Not Good. Yeah, my brain was starting to go into "just survive" mode. God, I'm dramatic.
Anyway, the camper is out and it's time to start packing soon. It will be nice to get away for a few days, and hopefully when we get home it will be cooler here. It's not super hot today but it's humid AF. Gross.
Anyway, I got out early this morning for my long run and managed to mainly succeed in pissing off my IT band - a recurring problem with me. I put it down to Covid and everything else this summer and fall. I keep feeling like I'm behind and adding longer miles to my workouts to "catch up." Which is stupid of me, I know better than that, but the little voice in my head keeps telling me to run longer or I'll post my first DNF. I normally train by the rule that says, be realistic about where you are, and train from there, not from where you think you ought to be. Anyway, I don't need to break any records or set PRs, just finish. So I'm taking time off this week ahead of the Wine & Dine 10k and half to just rest up. I have two more marathons and an ultra, but after the ultra in early December I can take it easy a while. In March I'll restart my plan to build both speed and endurance, the one I was working from this year when I got sick.
But being out very early in the morning meant I saw some cool stuff, like the local Crows getting a head start on their day by mobbing a Hawk, another Hawk just flying around screeching for some reason, a Bald Eagle out near the state forest, and a massive gathering of Turkey Vultures at some hunter's leftover gut pile. Plus a loose dog that got a face full of pepper gel.
I finally decided around mile eight to just walk home, though I could have put up with the pain. Yes, I could have run through it in a race, but for a training run, there's no reason to risk injuring myself. I ended up walking about five more miles through the state forest and across some fire/logging roads to get back home, and Fox walked out to meet me when he saw I wasn't doing too hot. By that time my ankles, hip, and hamstrings were all hurting and I was not thinking clearly, so when I saw another person ahead of me on one of the access trails, I considered getting off the trail and hiding in some brush, because meeting another lone person in the forest is generally Not Good. Yeah, my brain was starting to go into "just survive" mode. God, I'm dramatic.
Anyway, the camper is out and it's time to start packing soon. It will be nice to get away for a few days, and hopefully when we get home it will be cooler here. It's not super hot today but it's humid AF. Gross.
