Some Days You Got, Some You Ain't

Saturday was one of those runs from - well, it stunk.  I managed 15, but that's only because I needed to get back to my car.  Felt okay until about Mile 4.  Had planned on 20 (my max for the day), but realized I needed to adjust down to 18 (my minimum).  At Mile 7.50, I finally said enough's enough and headed back down.  Ended up walking most of the last 3-3.5 miles.  Just nothing there.

This has happened before, and it'll happen again.  I took yesterday off (except for washing/waxing my car and helping Shorty get the house ready to paint), and decided to stay in bed this a.m. instead of doing my core/strength training.  Coach Gary scheduled a cut back week this week, so hitting bottom couldn't have come at a better time!

Weaver Basin 50k is in about 4 weeks, then I'll be in a well-deserved rest mode.

. . . . I am, however, already looking at races for next year . . . .  ;o)