| 7/17 | 7 miles | 9:00 pace, really tired | | 7/18 | 9 miles | 8:10 pace, hot but fast | | 7/19 | 7 miles | 8:00 pace | | 7/20 #1 | 9 miles | 8:32 pace, much cooler | | #2 | 8 miles | 5x1 mile: 6:14 , 6:25
6:34 , 6:12 , 6:08 | | 7/21 | 9 miles | 9:39 pace | | 7/22 | 17.5 miles | 8:47 pace | | 7/23 | 10.5 miles | 8:34 pace |
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Yes, I do have a rather glazed, dazed expression on my face, but all in all, I'm quite please with myself. I celebrated my highest mileage week ever by buying a new pair of running shoes. I was getting close to 450 on my Asics and would like to continue using them for a while as a back-up pair, so I scooped up a pair of those old faithful NB766's. I've liked that series in the past and I have a deep-seated, albeit basically groundless, notion that it's good to switch styles now and again in order to change up the stresses and strains that a particular shoe inflicts on your body. Just anecdotally, I've noticed that running a couple of days on my
old NB's seems to effectively clear up my shin pain, even though the cushioning on those shoes is pretty well shot.
I'm having mixed success with my little nutrition experiment where I'm trying to distribute my calorie intake more evenly throughout the day. I did pretty well the second half of last week, but yesterday was just a disaster. After running ten miles in the morning, I consumed 32 oz of blueberry tea and then nothing until nearly 5 'o clock, when I inhaled half a plate of nachos, three greasy stuffed potato skins, a mozzarella stick, two pints of beer, a shot of tequila (with lime & salt), ten mini milano cookies and at least one bottle of hard lemonade. I attempted to salvage the day's diet with half of a chocolate milkshake at 9pm, but I'm not sure that really helped matters. At the very least though, I have a pretty good idea of why I felt like crap on my run this morning.
