The daily log of ekadrofske for Saturday, April 20, 2019

The Wheels Have Fallen Off


: 12.80 Mile(s) : 01:21:20 : 00:06:21.25 /mile : Brooks Pure Flow 7 #6 : 0.0

Daily Note

Woke up at 7:45am, headed to the caf to snag a quick bite to eat and then got down to Porter to get a ride from Justin over to Carlington's track. Began my 3.1 mile warm-up 50 minutes out and it took 22:18. Headed up Hwy 19, akin to Winter Radio Tower, and then back. Felt pretty good out there. Got into a decent rhythm. Tibial tendon was pretty tight and didn't get quite as loosened up by the end of this WU as I would've liked. Got back and put on my spikes before heading out to get in an active, plus five to six strides. Felt incredibly bouncy and energetic while doing high knees and butt kicks...which is something I normally feel a bit more flat doing. Small thing, but raised my hopes a little for this race. Speaking of which, going in I was pretty unsure of what to expect. I haven't really had a good workout since April 1st and since then have been feeling quite off on my harder efforts. This caused my mindset to be a little off going in, but still nothing terribly detrimental. The gun went off at 11:22am and things went downhill quickly. Split the first 400 in 74, but then responded and came back with a 72, the pace I was hoping to consistently click off. First K was 3:03.5. Even while doing that though, things felt harder than I would've liked. The cardio was especially not great and the HR and breathing became difficult quickly. It was weird that these two aspects started feeling bad early on, but never really got all that much worse as the race progressed. What did progressively get worse was my legs. They kept feeling more flat. After the race, Phil said I'm lacking bounce, and I'd definitely concur. I felt lethargic out there today. Even some much appreciated cheering from Crispy couldn't get me going. I tried to lead things for the first half, but after getting past, I couldn't respond...something that especially shocked me. I seem to be lacking both confidence and motivation in my races right now, which is a lethal combo. Combined with some minor excuses of 15 mph winds, slightly warmer conditions than I'm used to, and my shoe coming untied at 3K, this race was one of my worst ever. This began to really sink in halfway through and only compounded things. Eventually began to click off consistent 78s which is plain embarrassing and didn't really finish all that strong. Outkicked one Mac bub at the end, but that was it. Shouldn't have even been anywhere near him in that race. Mile splits were 4:56, 5:12, 5:18. I don't know what's up right now. I'm super confused about my running and why I'm performing so poorly when it comes to the hard efforts. I mean, I could've understood an efforts in the mid 15:30s, but 16+?? Come on, that's ridiculous. Didn't notice the tibial tendon or left foot during the race. After the race, a couple of guys told me that I'll be fine and that I'm in shape, but at this point in time, I don't even know if that's true. Cooled down at 11:50am by myself around the neighborhoods of Northfield for 6.6 miles in 43:01. Needed to feel like a runner again and allowed the pace to get pushed some while still feeling natural. Each mile got progressively faster with the last mile in 6:06. I felt so much better on this thing than during the race. Actually got into a groove and cruised along...felt good. The tibial tendon had some consistent underlying pain which wasn't great and a bit concerning, but this was probably from 3.1 miles in spikes and on the track. Overall, a good CD that allowed me to blow off some steam. Stretched afterwards. PF7s @ 353.8 miles.