10 slow easy miles, much of it on park trails, to shake out the legs and recover from yesterday’s Half. Tired legs, especially the quads, were tender. Thinking about jumping into a new local cross country race this Sunday, part of a trail bike tournament in the park where I often run. Not sure if I’ll do a hard workout before that.
Some bits from yesterday’s race:
The eventual masters winner, a great Canadian runner, ran (literally) a gutsy race. I passed him around mile 7 when he stopped to deal with a side cramp; moments later he tagged onto a runner, and eventually caught back up and passed me around the 10 mile mark. I was surprised, impressed, and couldn’t quite keep up. He finished in 1:16:50 to my 1:17:30. Gutsy.
During the few miles leading the masters race, I unfortunately was caught in ‘no man’s land’ and had to run by myself, ‘falling asleep’ a little until Rodney, the eventual masters winner caught up to me.
I think I overdressed for the race. Fearing the forecasted cold rain, I had on an extra shirt and warmer weather-proof gloves/hat. Finished ahead of the rain and got hot during the race, even with the headwind. Something to learn from for next time…
…no matter how long I’ve been running, I learn from every race…