When the running gods giveth, the running gods taketh away
As I'm coming up on my 5th year seriously running, I've learned quite a few things. Some from fancy RRCA certified coaching books and others from pounding the pavement. Things like: People riding bikes will rarely waive at you, I scare the crap out of dog walkers when it is 5:00am and I'm huffing and puffing like the Victoria's Secret fashion show is on, and if there is even a VERY small chance that I have to "go" pre-run - I wait it out. One of the things that is only recently becoming clear is that very often, good runs and bad runs come in pairs.
But, on Sunday I knew that when I saw the 10th or 12th 7:20 mile click by on my watch, I was in for a hurt on Monday. Live and learn.
In fact, while the yin and yang of my two training runs above is pretty expected, I've actually found that it is also the case for my marathons. Regardless if I am cranking away for a PR or just easy running a race, it seems that good and bad races come in pairs. Surprisingly, it isn't always the first one. Check the trend below. Up/down/up/down. Good/bad/good/bad.
Does anyone else suffer from a kick-ass good run hangover the next day? Push just a bit too hard and feel crappy on the next one?
Bonus! Mystery surprise on my foot
Since I know people love these...... while I was running this morning, I felt a bit of a pinch and poke** on my foot. I knew the feeling - something was digging into the side of my toe. Turns out, it was my other toenail!
The evidence from my *gasp* cotton socks
Thankfully no surgery will be required
But my foot does look rather Hobbit-esk
**That's what she said