Feb. 19th, 2011

8 miles.
4 in the woods with Lilah and it was about the stupidest thing I could have done. A couple bad steps and the leg was pissed. Great. The ground was soft and uneven and it really sucked because I love running with Lilah in the woods, but in the condition my leg's in, it was a dumb idea and I knew it going in. Damn.
I came home, showered, and went in to Orleans for 4 easy on the roads and bike path, which still didn't feel great, but better.
This is really getting frustrating. Yesterday, I felt great and was back to long, strong strides. Today, back to the short, stuttering gait of a neurotic jackass worried about every step. Awful.
The Foxboro 10 is definitely not happening tomorrow, but as ridiculous as it sounds, I'm still going to try for a long one, maybe even 20. It all depends on how I feel tomorrow.
To make matters worse, someone won the Vineyard 20 at a 5:45 pace. More power to him, but I could have run 5:30-5:35 there and I know it. I've never faced something like this where I have an injury holding me back from what I can do. I know it's been dumb luck that I've gotten this far without having to face something like this, but that hardly makes this any easier. have to get it right and quick.