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some mile workout thing...

March 28, 2012 (Afternoon)

Exercise Type: Run

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Didnt double this morning to rest the hammy, which felt good most of the day. Lab started and ended late today. Got out at 5 and I instantly felt rushed. I guess it is because I usually go at 4, and pushing it back an hour was like the end of the world. Heated my hammy for precaution for a few minutes, then jogged over to Northside. Felt fine on the jog over. As I got there, everyone else was done. Definitly felt forgotten, coach kinda told me what to do, but I felt on my own. Workout was 400/800/400 x3, so basically miles. 400 bookends were supposed to be faster than race pace. Who knows what my 5k race pace is, so she told me to go 76s or so and 80s for the slower. I think that is slow, but apparently it was right up my alley today.

Rushed through warmups so I could get going. Did the first one alone. Hammy felt good and I guess I felt decent. Didnt really see any of the splits. Mercer joined me for the next 2, and I felt pretty bad. Hammy was tightening up into a knot. Just felt awkward and bad running... times were (in 400 split)

75 82 84 78
75 82 82 80
75 81 81 78

The dis communication with coach afterward didnt make it any better. Jogged around after waiting for Mercer. He ended up doing some hurdle runthroughs (WTF) so I went back alone. Thats another thing that pissed me off. Im on my own with the hurdles, which makes me nervous and secure at the same time...

Went down to lift, alone. Meghan came and visited me for a little which was nice.

Late at veale, stretched and rolled and L7. Also got shafted with Ice. It was just fucking water, felt like a modified kid who scrammbled into the training room. Fuck that. Hammy is knotted up at the end of the day.

After practice, just fell into an awful mood. I was just fucking pissed off at everything. People talking to me, people in my way, I was just in a bad mood. I try to be a good, happy positive person most of the time. I guess everyonce in a while, it snaps back on me. This must be one of those times... Sorry to anyone who tried to talk to me and I didnt act myself, because I didnt feel myself... Tomorrow is a new day.

Im going to talk to Jess tomorrow, and may have to end up crosstraining again, and maybe missing the workout friday, which would suck, but Id rather race conference. I was cruizing fast the past few weeks, and this is a reality check at how hard running is, how important it is, and what it means to truly be a runner.

The mileage and the good times come with the bad. At least I am getting it out of the way.