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Long Run vs. Recovery Run

LONG RUN DAY

Scene:  Bedroom  Time: 4:30am  Day: Sunday

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mfff? Oh yeah, 16 on the books, sweet.

Make coffee, check weather.  29 degrees.  Oh, well, at least it’s going to be sunny.

Focused:  fuel, check.  Garmin, check.  RoadID, check.  all systems go.

6:30am, everyone in the parking lot, 6:30:01, everyone heading out.

talktalk kids talktalk training talktalk races talktalk food.  Oh, look at the beautiful sunrise!  All sigh and smile at the beauty of the world.

30 minutes later, Whoa – we’re at 3 miles already, good job!

talktalk kids talktalk training talktalk races talktalk cheeseburger.  extra pickles and mayo.  greasy cheeseburger.  sweet potato fries.  beer.  I’ve always thought this part of the trail is so pretty.

30 minutes later, awesome!  nearly half done, 6 miles, another 6 and then four and BAM I’m outta here, sweet!

talk talk kids talktalk training talktalk races talk talk cheeseburger.  extra pickles and mayo.  greasy cheeseburger.  sweet potato fries.  beer. hot fudge sundae.  Oh look at that beautiful bird!  Stand in awe and wonder at the glory of creation.

30 minutes later, sahweet – 9!  man, it’s in the bag

talk talk kids talktalk training talktalk races talk talk cheeseburger.  extra pickles and mayo.  greasy cheeseburger.  sweet potato fries.  beer.  hot fudge sundae!  Taco Bell!  STEAK!  Oh, man!  That’s a hawk!  Incredible!

30 minutes later: TAH-WELVE! hello, big 12-O,  Hello car!  I’m looping the trail, back in a few!

talk talk kids talktalk training talktalk races talk talk cheeseburger.  extra pickles and mayo.  greasy cheeseburger.  sweet potato fries.  beer.  hot fudge sundae!  Taco Bell!  STEAK!  BAKED POTATOES!  PASTA!  I love watching the ducks on the pond, they make me laugh.

45 minutes later: Dang!  Only 10am!  16 in the books!  happy happy.

RECOVERY RUN DAY

Scene:  Bedroom  Time: 6:30am  Day: Monday

mff?  Monday.  it’s Monday.  cool, that’s cool.  nothing speci..crap.  I’ve gotta do three today.  dammit

Stumble to coffee pot.  empty.  crap.  make coffee.  coffeecoffeecoffee gulp.  burn tongue.  dammit

Check weather.  57 degrees.  CLOUDY.  dammit.

Focused:  I’ll just check email first.  probably should scope out FB.  and Dailymile.  Oh, look, cute puppy vid.  Oh, look, another cute puppy vid.   hahaha that’s funny, kitten Star Wars.  crap, it’s 8:30, I didn’t eat breakfast yet.  dammit.

Focused:  where’s my RoadID?  where’s my jacket?  where’s my hat?  where’s my shoes?  dammit.

Walk glumly out of house.  return to house.  left garmin downstairs on desk.  Oh, look – a post on FB.  hahaha that’s funny my friend’s cat is in a pile of torn up toilet paper!  I wonder if … ah, crap, I have got to get this run done dammit.

Walk glumly out of house.  stumble to end of street.  crap.  I don’t want to go that way.  I’ll go that way instead.  crap.  I forgot how hilly this street is.  dammit.

12 minutes later, OMG I’m at .64 of a mile!  this is going to take FOREVER.  I have stuff to do.  I’m wasting my whole day.  dammit.

That’s a really ugly house.

15 minutes later, .73  dammit

Is that a snake?  I hate snakes.

20  minutes later, .89  dammit

That bird is chirping so loud it’s head is going to explode.  hahaha that’s funny.  exploding bird head.  feathers flying.  wish it would explode, stupid bird.

25 minutes later buzz buzz FINALLY ONE MILE.  dammit.

If I ever walk to get the paper in a bathrobe and tennis shoes will someone please just shoot me.

37 minutes later, CahRAP.  1.43.  dammit.

If my dog barked all day like that I’d duct tape it’s stupid mouth shut.

49 minutes later, OMGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA TWO MILES, FINALLY!

People who drive cars like that are stupid.

53 minutes later, 2.36.  I’m going to die doing this run.  I’m going to die of old age doing this damn run dammit.

66 minutes later, HOW CAN IT BEEEEEEEEE?  I’VE BEEN RUNNING FOR THREE DAYS NOW.  TWO. POINT. FLIPPING FORTY SEVEN.  AAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRR.  DAMMIT

73 minutes later, this damn Garmin.  It’s got to be broken.  I have to have run 27 miles by now, not 2.7, dammit.

85 minutes later, 2.94 THAT’S MY DRIVEWAY, THAT’S MY CAR!  I HAVE A DANGLE!  I HAVE TO RUN PAST MY HOUSE DAAAAAAMMMMMMMMIT

96 minutes later, buzz buzz 3 miles.

Sweet!  That was great!  MILES IN THE BAAA-AAAG MILES IN THE BAAAA-AAAAG!

dammit.