to the dark side

it was an ugly, ugly run. in the parking lot, before the run, we lingered, kicking our feet, glancing with apprehension at the mountains above, searching our arsenal of techniques to ease our mind of the many miles ahead. after a few more minutes of self reflection, mike and i looked at each other, managed wry smiles, and began our run.

the run began with a 17-mile steady, moderate hill climb (3.5% grade) from 7100’ to just under 10,000’, followed by a 3 mile steep decent to 8400’ on the north side of the mountains where we were retrieved by an angel bearing gifts of energy drinks, pesto pasta salad and salty home made flour tortilla chips amongst other treats.

i was counting on perking up a couple miles into the run after the tightness and soreness of the yesterday’s canyon run settled and a rhythm was found. but it never happened, it was 20 miles of unsettled running, pain, and near emotional breakdown…i’d entered the dark side.

it’s frustrating…were doing the right things and have already worked so hard, i thought we were past the point of having days like this. we’ve had the good, the bad, and now we’ve had the ugly…it’s all part of the journey i suppose.

heading to the wine loft where i hope a few drinks and VSB will wash away the thoughts of this morning.

rob