This past Saturday I strapped on my big boy shoes and headed out for a long run. I wore my Yaktrax and stomped through 17 miles of icy bridle trails and single track in Umstead State Park. It was awesome. I felt good and the Yax gripped the ice like a greasy Goldman Sachs bankster grips his wad of bills. People swore jealously at me.
I was signed up for the Little River 10 mile trail run, but decided to be a super clean green machine and not even go. The race promotes carpooling and carbon offsets and other funky energy conservation things like that. I frankly had a lot to do and didn't feel like driving up there to run icy trails with 500 other peoples.
Later that day I rode 30+ miles with one of my local athletes.
On Sunday Bri dragged me out for a 2.725 hour ride. My legs were sore but I struggled heroically through the endeavor.
On Monday morning I joined the TAF racing team for some intervals since it is a holiday. I was psyched for this daylight morning workout all weekend. I coached swim practice, then headed to our meeting place and discovered I forgot my running shoes. Fortunately one of the fellas loaned me his spikes so I didn't have to run barefoot like that crazy Mexican tribe.
I had a good workout and then took an ibuprofen and a nap.
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I like the tags! Good workout this AM.
Ha Ha!! You is pretty funny!! Congrats on the good workout. sss. workoutsss I guess I should say.
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