I can’t believe that the month of April is already upon us. Boston is a short 26 days from today. Actually, less than that when you factor in that today is already tomorrow in Massachusetts. EEK! I can remember when race day was 6 months away. Where did the time go?
With race day creeping up on me, I’ve a few more key workouts to cross off my to-do list. In particular, my last 20+ mile run (which I plan to attack on Saturday), and a full set of 10 x Yasso Repeats. After that, I can begin obsessing over other things such as the weather, what to pack, and what I want to spend my free time doing.
This week, however, the schedule called for 2 x 2-mile repeats. Sounds simple. Right? I mean, as long as you don’t lose count of your laps, you’re good. And you don’t even need to count to 10. Well…
Half way through my track workout, I found myself leaning over a garbage can a-heaving and a-gasping for air. It wasn’t that the time for my 2-mile repeat was all that fast, or that I’d eaten too much prior to running. To put it simply, I’d gone out too easy in the front end of my interval, then tried to make it up in the final laps. Have any of you made this mistake before?
Thankfully, the next repeat went a little smoother. I finished up my workout thrilled to not have suffered any calve issues but a little bummed that my latest pair of Bikilas (VFFs) seem to be rubbing my feet the wrong way. I am hoping that the rest of the breaking in period will go smoother and that my feet will heal up quickly. I’ve got plans you know. VERY Exciting Plans!