Back on Track?

130 Days to Race

My ankle is killing me. I'm used to a low level of constant pain. That's what comes from a severe fracture and dislocation. I'd almost expect there to be something brewing in the Gulf. I can usually tell if we have a good strong low out there. I haven't heard of anything yet.  I ran yesterday even with my ankle problems. It's been ten years since the injury.  I can tell by now what is regular if slightly more intense pain and real pain that I should pay attention to.

Anyway, I missed two LSRs recently. I was supposed to do a seven miler while I was on vacation and I was supposed to do a five miler this past Sunday. I've been catching up so I've been a bit off. I set out yesterday knowing that I was going to do at least five miles and, if I felt up to it and the sunlight held, I'd do seven. It was brutal. I guess I'm going to have to start running in the mornings. I am sooooo not a morning person.  It was still too hot to comfortably run. I think it was still 88 degrees when I set out. I wore my hydration belt (which makes me look like a total geek) but it barely held enough Gatorade for me to do five miles. I was slow.  I could have kept going for seven, but it was starting to get too dark and I hadn't brought my safety gear.  I can't say I was upset by this turn of events.

I found a Nike + GPS app for my new Iphone. I'm not sure I like it. I've calibrated my regular Nike+ several times and it is almost dead on. I've used my Iphone twice now and it has cheated me out of at least a half mile each time. I do like, however, the option to post to Facebook when you start a run and have it cheer you whenever someone likes it or comments on it. It's fun to get random cheers when you are running--especially when you are having a tough run. 

Today is a rest day. Part of me thinks I should try to get in seven miles, but the rest of me thinks I need the rest. Tomorrow is my 35th birthday. I get to celebrate with a three mile fast run. Joy.