Ouch. A lucky daytime sunny-after-pouring-rain run shoved in between work and class at Burke-Gilman trail. I didn't feel very sore after the 10k (just some right hamstring soreness) but about a mile into this run my shins were screaming. After that miles 2 and 3 were pretty much a death march - I would run until it was intolerable, then walk until it felt better, repeat 100 times. 4th mile felt better, but ITB was also kind of angry at me. Overall, lesson learned: it is incredibly stupid of me to barely do speedwork (i.e., I ran ONE 7:37 mile last week on a flat cushiony indoor track) and then go out and run as fast as I possibly can on hilly terrain (i.e., two 7:49 miles, one with a huge hill and one 7:19 mile). When have I done even ONE 7:19 mile since August? I haven't. So that's stupid of me. I think my biggest problem is that I hate suffering during everyday training (so I avoid suffering at all costs) but I somehow LOVE to suffer during races. So races pretty much always kill me. I am an idiot.
Later did 10 super sluggish minutes on the elliptical and some weights, including 100 lunges (50 each leg) which I will certainly pay for tomorrow. | 