I bagged a workout

It was a cross-training day. So here's my excuse.

Remember my tooth nightmare, I would rather forget it, but evidently I needed a root canal. That was the source of all my pain. And I'm scheduled to get my crowns placed next week, so I was lucky enough to go in and have a root canal this week. I wouldn't even get a flu shot for fear of messing with my 20 miler, and here I am letting a dentist mess with my mouth and persnickety TMJ for an hour. Sure why not.

Normally, they give me Valium to keep my TMJ at bay (really because I'm a wuss), but I didn't have anyone to drive me today so I sucked it up. I have to say that my dentist was awesome.

I was supposed to bike but I just bagged it. Cold, rainy, jaw a little achy (I could almost write country music), so I put the sweats on and didn't sweat. I'm really glad I didn't have to run tonight and I should be fine for Saturday.

Except for this.

We have been so lucky this training cycle with rain that I could avoid. Will Karen just go away?

Doesn't she know we have 20 miles to run?

And because I need all the motivation I can get, I came across this quote earlier this week. It spoke to me because when November 16th comes around, it is all up to ME! I've got this! Right?

What are your tips for getting through a soggy, long run?

What illnesses, etc. cause you to skip a workout?

 

Jilly Bean

In a fog

Allergies have descended into my sinuses and throat like a thick fog. My voice started going on Friday, so for once I did the wise thing and stayed home. I was able to get quite a few projects done that normally I can't at work due to interruptions. Wish I could have 1-2 days a month working from home, but usually too many meetings for that to work.

Anyway, back to the story. I skipped Saturday's group run because they were calling for morning rain. I didn't feel too bad when I woke, but running in the rain was probably not a good idea. We laid low most of the day including a little family movie time to see The Lorax. Then the excitement started. I am a die-hard Tarheel fan and UNC had their final regular season game at Duke. UNC lost a heartbreaker last month on a last second shot, so they needed redemption last night. They found it with an 18 point win on Duke's Senior Night. And now I am back with a scratchy voice from cheering them on.

I tossed and turned last night with a sore throat and stopped up nose. When we all were up, hubby left for a short trail run. Now what am I going to do? The temps were in the low 40s, so usually perfect running weather, but I opted for the treadmill instead to help keep me away from any more pollen.

I nailed the first mile with my cadence between 178-180. Then I noticed my pace was over 20 minutes per mile. What the heck? My fancy watch thought I was outside instead of on the treadmill. I reset my watch for the last 2.5 miles. I averaged 174 for that distance with only a little glut/ITB awareness.

I'm glad I didn't let my head get the best of me and completely bail on any workout today. I really went into the run thinking I would stop after the first mile if I wasn't feeling it. And that just didn't happen ... stopping that is.