10 miles on Legacy Trail. Slow. 84 Degrees. I was pretty beat down for this run. Bad diet and sleep last night. This is not the best way to start the year. The only positive news from this run is that I did not give in to the urge to cut it short. Oh, and some kid caught a nice Spanish Mackerel off the Roberts Bay Bridge.
I don't have much in the way of a year end wrap up / look ahead into 2017. I mean, 2016 was a pretty bad year for me running-wise. I feel like I know what was missing. All of my runs were meaningless, untimed runs. If you want to race longer distances you need to train longer distances. Same thing goes for speed and recovery. So, if you look at what I did last year, you would think I was training to race 8-9 minute pace for 7.5 miles. I did that over and over again. How could I expect anything better on race day? So this year, I hope to train myself to run faster. Bring back the speed work, tempos, and intervals. I hate those things because the run magic never happens on the track for me. The run magic happens when I'm crossing the Dona Bay Bridge at surnrise, in a state of running induced spiritual creaminess. (Wait, what?) I just need to get back to doing the speed work that will lead to continued championship mediocrity. I also need to take recovery - sleep - diet more seriously. 46 years old will be here soon. Yeesh! On the bright side, ..... ...... ..... No where to go but up from here!