Coming down with hand foot and mouth meant I didn’t get to exercise for eight entire days, and I could feel myself getting grumpier as time went on, so I was glad to get back to the track. However, the rain today sapped my mood a bit, and I’m feeling a little under the weather: sore throat, sore back, sore head. Nor were things helped by a busy day at work or a poor night’s sleep: I knew I had to be cautious out of the gate.
I should have known from the start that I was going too quick: even these first three laps, which should have felt easy while I was fresh, were a struggle.
Still, I held things together for the first three sets.
At the halfway point the rot set in: two laps slower than 1:40 pace.
Then it got worse fairly quickly: I developed a stitch on the third lap, something I don’t remember being afflicted with all year.
And the final 5 minutes crapped out: I finished them in five minutes and fifteen seconds, and then had to start jogging to stop my legs cramping up.
So this wasn’t a wonderful session at the track by any means. What I can take away from it is that I need my base training: I was performing much better at the track with extra miles in my legs two weeks ago than I did tonight. Also, training when tired won’t be very rewarding. I’m glad I got out for a run, I just wish my body had shown a bit more willingness.
Still, there’s time for one more cycle before the end of the year. Then I can compare where I am, versus how I was when I started.