Location: Lafayette/Moraga Trail
Weather: Overcast
Run Type: Mentor Run
Miles accomplished: 10 miles
Time: Boo...i left the time going after I finished. =(
Pace: ?
Ms. Brenda....*sigh*. Flair is not for everyone. I'm a pretty bland guy. No condiments, no dressing. So naturally my blog is dry and unexciting. But if you want more flair (like you do cowbell), i'm gonna try to give it a go. It may a take a few revisions throughout the weekend, but i'll make it happen! *whisper* but just don't go critiquing all that fast. Give me some time to figure it out to make it better. Much thanks. ^_^
Let me start of by saying, I was very excited to run this trail. I've never had the chance. I attended all Saturday runs last season, but this one trail eluded me. [flashback] After my exciting performance at the Nike Half, I followed it up with the 14 mile run at San Leandro Marina. As you know, the Marina has those golf ball sized jagged rocks on the trail. I developed a blister on my inner foot and the pain subconsciouisly caused me to screw up my form and I ran with outer portion of my foot (which I never use). I ended up straining my foot and could only walk with my heel and toe. Being the crazy follower of the schedule, I didn't want to miss a beat, at the expense of falling behind. Knowing full well I was not able to run, I made the trip to the Lafeyette/Moraga Trail. The warm up run to the start line, was not good. I was in pain. My ego was so huge that I convinced myself to stick it out. When it was time to stretch the quad, I could not stand on one foot. It was a 10 mile run that day and during the first 1/4 mile, the pain was so excruciating. After 3/4 of a mile, I came to my senses and headed back. I ended up making my foot worse, which forced me to see Dr. Klein after the experts in Kaiser couldn't do a thing. [end flashback] So today's run was important to me.
It was also an emotional because our honoree, Michael dedicated today's run for his friend Dennis. Dennis, like Michael, has CLL; however, his symptoms have gradually returned with a vengence. For the past few months Dennis could only take infrequent short walks. Keep in mind, Dennis had done two century rides with TNT in 2005. I had to appreciate that I was able to be out there and run. That was definitely important because it would come back and kick me in the ass as a reminder later in the run.
The trail's scenery was beautfiul as there are waterfalls and nice looking bridges. The path itself was not to die for. It was so lop-sided, I couldn't find a perfect place to stay on course. But I was just being grumpy because I was not feeling it. I did the first mile and I felt it took too long to warm up and in my mind I was thinking maybe I only wanted to do 6 miles. The schedule called for me to do 7-9 miles. Keep in mind I didn't run last weekend, but I should be able to do the miles...no problem. By the second mile, the body didn't feel any better. I kept thinking, perhaps it was the In-N-Out burger I had for yesterday's lunch which was causing me to feel like yuck. I hung with my two mentees who are going to Humboldt next weekend and I was really contempleting to run with them till the end. Yeah that sounds all nice and mushy, but realize they are doing their final taper run which was only 6 miles total. The turnaround was at mile 3 and I needed to take a break. I went to the restroom and in my mind, I knew I was trying to wimp myself out. I wasn't injured, I just felt like crap, but I could still run. Yes, something that many people can't do, which I take for granted. I decided to continue on as I waved goodbye to my mentees.
I was running alone until I bumped into Lauren. She introduced herself and we talked. It turns out she's missed quite a few Saturday runs because she went to New Zealand and Australia most of the season. She missed out the 14 miler last weekend and was determined to do 10 miles today. For whatever reason, I could not see all the mile markers this morning and when I told her we should be approaching 4.5 miles, she said we already passed it. I laughed it off and decided to stick with her and turn around at 5 miles. We ran back together most of the way until her troubling knee forced her to slow down around mile 8-9. The run back felt a lot better than going and I was in my groove. My troubling calf did act up right around near the finish line. I definitely need to strengthen them. I'm glad I didn't wimp out and settle for 6 miles because it ended up being a great run. Word spread that it was my b-day and that I got my first condo and many sent their heartfelt congratulations and love. It felt good.
Let me start of by saying, I was very excited to run this trail. I've never had the chance. I attended all Saturday runs last season, but this one trail eluded me. [flashback] After my exciting performance at the Nike Half, I followed it up with the 14 mile run at San Leandro Marina. As you know, the Marina has those golf ball sized jagged rocks on the trail. I developed a blister on my inner foot and the pain subconsciouisly caused me to screw up my form and I ran with outer portion of my foot (which I never use). I ended up straining my foot and could only walk with my heel and toe. Being the crazy follower of the schedule, I didn't want to miss a beat, at the expense of falling behind. Knowing full well I was not able to run, I made the trip to the Lafeyette/Moraga Trail. The warm up run to the start line, was not good. I was in pain. My ego was so huge that I convinced myself to stick it out. When it was time to stretch the quad, I could not stand on one foot. It was a 10 mile run that day and during the first 1/4 mile, the pain was so excruciating. After 3/4 of a mile, I came to my senses and headed back. I ended up making my foot worse, which forced me to see Dr. Klein after the experts in Kaiser couldn't do a thing. [end flashback] So today's run was important to me.
It was also an emotional because our honoree, Michael dedicated today's run for his friend Dennis. Dennis, like Michael, has CLL; however, his symptoms have gradually returned with a vengence. For the past few months Dennis could only take infrequent short walks. Keep in mind, Dennis had done two century rides with TNT in 2005. I had to appreciate that I was able to be out there and run. That was definitely important because it would come back and kick me in the ass as a reminder later in the run.
The trail's scenery was beautfiul as there are waterfalls and nice looking bridges. The path itself was not to die for. It was so lop-sided, I couldn't find a perfect place to stay on course. But I was just being grumpy because I was not feeling it. I did the first mile and I felt it took too long to warm up and in my mind I was thinking maybe I only wanted to do 6 miles. The schedule called for me to do 7-9 miles. Keep in mind I didn't run last weekend, but I should be able to do the miles...no problem. By the second mile, the body didn't feel any better. I kept thinking, perhaps it was the In-N-Out burger I had for yesterday's lunch which was causing me to feel like yuck. I hung with my two mentees who are going to Humboldt next weekend and I was really contempleting to run with them till the end. Yeah that sounds all nice and mushy, but realize they are doing their final taper run which was only 6 miles total. The turnaround was at mile 3 and I needed to take a break. I went to the restroom and in my mind, I knew I was trying to wimp myself out. I wasn't injured, I just felt like crap, but I could still run. Yes, something that many people can't do, which I take for granted. I decided to continue on as I waved goodbye to my mentees.
I was running alone until I bumped into Lauren. She introduced herself and we talked. It turns out she's missed quite a few Saturday runs because she went to New Zealand and Australia most of the season. She missed out the 14 miler last weekend and was determined to do 10 miles today. For whatever reason, I could not see all the mile markers this morning and when I told her we should be approaching 4.5 miles, she said we already passed it. I laughed it off and decided to stick with her and turn around at 5 miles. We ran back together most of the way until her troubling knee forced her to slow down around mile 8-9. The run back felt a lot better than going and I was in my groove. My troubling calf did act up right around near the finish line. I definitely need to strengthen them. I'm glad I didn't wimp out and settle for 6 miles because it ended up being a great run. Word spread that it was my b-day and that I got my first condo and many sent their heartfelt congratulations and love. It felt good.