11/03: Ran 6.67 mi -- trail run (8:59 pace)11/04: Ran 4.24 mi -- dreadmill (9:12 pace)11/05: Ran 2.94 mi -- Central Park. (8:34 pace??) I had planned to do hills, but I got dizzy for some reason. If my Nike+ is to be believed (which I am not entirely convinced that it is), this may be because I ran my fastest (non-mile race) mile ever during this run at 8:29. Like I said, I'm not sure if this is accurate.11/07: Ran 6.67 mi -- trails again. (8:59 pace)I had a huge red-tailed hawk watching me for a bit while I ran. I think he was cheering me on. 11/08: Ran 7.01 mi -- (9:18 pace) Ran along the Henry Hudson River Greenway for the first time ever. WHY HAVE I NEVER RUN HERE BEFORE? It's amazing! So beautiful. This is the George Washington Bridge, as seen from my run. I really wanted to run closer to 12 miles today, but I felt a little twinge in my left knee. It was just a hint of "STOP FUCKING RUNNING!" Since I have Wednesday off this week, I figured I could just rest it for a day or two, and then do my longer run on Wednesday. There is no sense in injuring myself now.
That being said, though, having a disappointing run is so, well, disappointing. I've found that there is nothing quite like a good run to just brighten your outlook on a whole day. You can outrun your bad mood, or run to a place where some stupid comment that someone made can't keep up anymore. But having a disappointing run? Man. It's such a let down. I decided to just run slowly to the subway, and take the train home. I'm not sure if the guy I sat next to moved away because of the smell of sweat or the smell of fail.
A little eau de failure is humbling from time to time. And in this case, it just reminded me to listen to my body.
TOTAL MILES FOR THE WEEK: 27.53
Goal for next week? 30+miles.