I woke up to the sound this or that electronic gadget making noise a few times last night, but I knew today was a run day. All morning I kept thinking about how hard the run was going to be for this reason or that, starting with my perceived lack of sleep. As it turns out, my run was hard. It was exactly as hard as I thought it would be. I am pretty sure my thinking that it would be hard, made it hard for me. I’m such a psychological runner.
I did manage to recover fairly well from the last hill and sustained climb through mile 3, but is that really an accomplishment when I went so slow prior to that point? I’m not sure. It was probably the prettiest day and the best weather I’ve seen all year, so it was still nice just to be outside.
After I came in and mused about what a waste it would be to not spend more time outside, I convinced myself to go on a bike ride. I had no plan for where I would go, and I ran into quite a bit of construction detours and flaggers making me stop here and there, but it was awesome to be out there.
At about mile 20, I decided to tack on an extra jaunt up through Alpine, to get a little climbing in. Around mile 27, as I headed towards the final climb up Canyon Rd, I found myself questioning the decision to tack on that extra climb. Just moments after that, a member of the Adobe cycling team went flying past me and up the big hill. I thought about trying to keep up, but quickly realized my legs had nothing left. I didn’t really care, in fact, having nothing left almost made it better. I had a huge smile on my face. It was such a great day to ride.