Some Days You Got It...Some Days You Don’t

This past weekend is one of those times where one day you are great and the next you got nothing.

Saturday went way too fast and before I knew it, it was already evening and I still had a 12 mile run to get in.

I don’t know what possessed me, but I convinced the Mrs. to pop a squat on the floor and put in Dexter as I toiled away on the treadmill.

I was originally terrified about the prospect of running so long on the dreadmill. My previous longest distance was 10 miles and by mile 8 it was a non-stop struggle! However, once I started up, I quickly found out that the distraction of blood and intrigue from Dexter coupled with the pleasant company of the Mrs. made the miles fly by.

Before I knew it, I was nearing mile 12 and was feeling great! In fact I was feeling so good, I decided to go for the whole enchilada and shoot for a half marathon.

129 minutes later (the treadmill actually counted to 99:59 and then reset to 0:01), I was done. With a new PR for a half marathon distance!

Afterwards, I stretched and ate and relaxed. I quickly hit the protein shake but being as it was already 10pm, I didn’t hit the ice bath and instead put my feet up and crashed for the night.

The next morning I had a 70 mile bike ride planned and decided (it being Easter and all), that I wouldn’t leave first thing in the morning but I would wait until midmorning.

I should have known better. It always seems that if I don’t get out of the house by dawn, my long bike is ruined. Life comes at you fast and there is no stopping it, especially on a holiday. As it was I barely managed to get a 38 mile ride in. By then the wind had picked up and I was struggling just to maintain 10 mph.

After 3 hours I called it and headed home for fresh turkey and mashed potatoes (Gotta love holidays!!). Even though I was only out there for a little while, I felt wiped out. Any plans I had of coming home and finishing the ride on the trainer was out.

I was exhausted.

Some days you got it - some days you don’t