Showing posts with label recovery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label recovery. Show all posts

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Chocolate Milk

Paradise is a constant hill. I live at 2,200 feet and no matter where I run there are always hills to descend and ascend. Today's run was the perfect case in point. I wanted something different for my long run--needed to put in about 9 miles. I ended up just running the length of the walking trail that goes through town. The only problem is that this trial drops over 680 feet in elevation over that distance.

I started with one mile up--bought a gatorade from the gas station (the only store that's open at 5AM). And then it was down for the next 4.9 miles. That's ok, I mean I enjoy downhill as much as the next guy, but I prefer to do it on the homeward part of the journey. Today, every step down reminded me that I had to come back up.

To make matters worse, on the return leg, I got to run uphill and into the breeze. But do you know what makes it all worthwhile? It wasn't the Gatorade, or the Clif Bar that I ate along the way. It was the chocolate milk waiting for me at home. Yummmm, chocolate milk--the perfect recovery drink.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Running Through Injury

Last week my regular training schedule was in flux. I spent Monday through Wednesday at a Pastors' Prayer Summit. While I was there, I met another pastor who has 11 marathons under his belt. We planned a run early Tuesday and went out for a quick 6. The next day we ran another 4. So that left my usual speed workout day for later in the week.

On Friday I went to the high school track and did some speed intervals (a weekly part of my training plan). On deck that day were 4x100m ad 2x200m. As I was putting in the rest of my mileage for the day I threw in one more 200m aerobic interval. I think I was a little too aggressive on the sprints--soreness in my quads and lower abs.

Sunday's long run was to be 13.4 miles. Here in Paradise, CA there is very little flat ground and the route I chose for this run had a lot of ambitiously rolling hills. Apparently the combination of a tough speed day followed by a hilly long run really strained my lower abs. Spent the rest of Sunday and Monday doing the "old man shuffle."

So yesterday I knew I had to take it easy. My friend Ryan wanted to do an easy 2 mile run in the morning. He's just starting to run again and his training has him alternating running/walking. Let me tell you, I was thankful for every one of those walk portions. That evening I put in another 1.5 miles just to keep my mileage up. I felt so much better.

There is a something kind of cool and counterintuitive about running through the minor strains and pains of running. Of course, I've been through other difficulties other this training program--shins, knees, IT band, hams--and so far I've found that a lot of listening to my body and a little research (to find out how to address issues as they come up) enables me to keep on truckin'!