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Happy Monday gangeez…I’ve been MIA for the past couple of days. The blogging on the road thing didn’t pan out too good. San Francisco was a blur. There was a lot to try and squeeze in and not a lot of time. I will definitely get a race recap out, but for now, I’ll just give you the cliff notes version of the trip.
Aloha Friday gangeez! Hope this post finds you all in good health and spirits! For me, its a little nervousness and excitement. I am running the (2nd) half of the San Francisco Marathon this Sunday. Me and Mrs.TSA are headed out for what hopefully is another great Racecation.
Wassup gangeez, today I’m reviewing Vega Sport’s Recovery Accelerator.
Happy Monday gangeez. We gots lots to discuss. I’m fairly certain that this week will fly by fast. I’m in tapering mode…sort of. The prize is at the end of the Ventura Marathon in September. But this week, we have The San Francisco Marathon. I’m doing the half…Mrs. TSA and I leave on Friday and duh…it’s gonna be a RACECATION.
So, a couple of weeks ago, I suffered through some peroneal tendinitis. During that time, I was still running under Uncle Pete’s crazy mileage training. Remember I said I was stubborn? I didn’t want to stop running. I masked the injury with some tape and NSAID. I was so worried about not getting the mileage in for the Ventura Full, that I basically forced myself though the training runs.
I’m sure you’ve heard this before…that no matter if you run a 14 minute mile, or a 7 minute mile… all you ran was a mile! That’s probably a hard one to swallow for those in training…especially when trying to attain a specific pace.
Yeah, that’s what I kept telling my running mentor lAZy yesterday as
we I struggled through the last 14 3 hellacious miles. I had to get in 18…and settled for 14. At mile 10, I started doing the run/walk method. My quads were on fire and I’m sure my body temperature was over 110 degrees.
That’s what I tell myself anyway. Mrs. TSA and my kids can ride the rides all day. Me, well, I’m not the most patient person. And I really don’t like standing around for 40-60 minutes waiting in line for a ride that only takes 120 seconds, if that. I’m sure when I was a kid I didn’t mind the wait or the heat or how expensive the food was
because I didn’t have to pay for anything.