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March 16, 2006
Sticker Shock
Just when my appetite was starting to come back from the combination of Sunday's race and yesterday's dental work, I lost it all over again. The bill from yesterday came, and well, let's just say, I was floored. I am slightly confused since I thought I was getting one graft done and the bill makes it look like there were two, I would like the price much more if it were only one. There will not be anymore shopping of any sort for some time. Just today I was saying that money isn't motivating me to race this year, I want fast times. I take that back. I want to go to every money race there is so that I have some money. I have to pay all of it since we are just a small family business and don't have a dental plan. I think that we'll do my taxes this weekend, hopefully I'll be getting money back instead of owing.
This morning, I felt pretty crappy, but as the day went on, I started to feel better. Lots of sleep (like 11 hours) and some Airborn helped. My right nostril has been drippy all day, but at least it's been clear. I can't say that it was all the water that I drink because I just didn't feel like drinking today. By the time I got up to run I felt much better than I did early in the day.
Tonight was the last night of hills, but those of us who raced on Sunday were supposed to take it easy. We were doing the longer gradual hills that are a mile up. It was much warmer than I thought it was going to be, but luckily I brought a little bit of everything with me so I did have a pair of shorts to put on. We did stay relaxed, but did them faster than I was planning. A big group of us stayed together and talked a lot going up the first time, but we didn't talk as much on the next two-probably because we were doing them faster. Anyhow, we did them in 7:05, 7:00, and 6:53.
J and I had a discussion today about the rest of recovery. I looked in my log book to see how I recovered last year and read entries that said things like "felt like hit by a Mack truck" and "could hardly move" so I am definitely in better shape than I was last year. We pretty much decided that I'm going to stick to the roads this spring. There is a good chance of being last in the track meet that I was looking at, and being last in a 10K just didn't seem like fun. I also said that, mentally, getting some fast road times would help me more. I know that he wants me to work on my mile time later this spring and for my track workouts to get much faster later in the spring. In order to reach the times that I would like to be doing this year, that is going to happen. Along those lines, this is pretty much ruling out a marathon this fall, not that I'm upset by that at all. I want to get my times at the shorter distances down some before taking a stab at a marathon again. Anyhow, it doesn't seem to be a very good distance for me. One of these days I may do the one that I'm capable of, but if I never do one again, that's fine by me.
Posted by Blondie at March 16, 2006 08:11 PM