I'm getting kind of messed up with my countdown. All I know now it's October 6th and my race is October 18.
This has been a very good week of training. My stress level is way down (no longer 8/10, more like a 3/10, aka normal). The Coach is back and now I'm feeling accountable, which means I'm running my schedule and not dodging workouts just 'cuz I'm tired from work.
This is a very good time to feel *back in the grove* since I've got a 100 mile race in two weeks.
I had a pretty good run. I brought my hiking poles with me. On "close" trails, meaning the trails are a bit overgrown, if you are *running* hiking poles slow you down. I was doing 18 minute miles with these poles, and a bit frustrated. I stashed them along the trail where I could easily extract afterwards, from the roads, and my pace increased. Sweet.
17 miles in 4.44. Okay pace. I could have ate more but didn't pat down my pack to see what I had with me.
I had an absolutely horrible night sleeping Sunday night with a 530am wake up call for work. I decided in advance to bail on my workout.
I got my filing cabinet painted coral after work and a bit more gear sorted in my new running/workout space downstairs.