Oh glory glory glory be! How lovely it is to be right! Being the grandchild of a wonderful but notoriously contrary matriarch I really don't like being told what to do. Furthermore being told what to do by a man (even if it's my coach) grinds my gears just a tad. (Remind me again...Why am I single?)
Being told to rest til Monday didn't sit too well with me to put it mildly. So what did I do instead?
Well I went for a 3 hour hike in the Wicklow mountains yesterday and then ran 10.5 glorious miles today. Huzzah!
Anyway I feel great now so who cares which of us was right (Me! Me me me! I care!)
Yes I am 9 years old.
In fairness to the coach I was in such a state Thursday he was absolutely right to recommend rest. And in my defense, if the hike yesterday had gone badly or I'd felt drained afterwards then I wouldn't have considered going out today. Despite my underlying misgivings I do absorb information from those who know more than me. Anyone who thinks they always know best and has nothing to learn from others is omitting a lot from the learning process.
The hike was glorious though and I had so much energy when I came back I cleaned my apartment from top to bottom. After a lovely relaxing evening and a great nights sleep I woke up to blue skies and a perfect view of the slightly snow dusted mountains in the distance. Who wouldn't be inspired to get outside by that? And in all fairness I really didn't have anything else to do so off I set giving myself full permission to run 10min/miles and to turn back at any point if I felt unwell.
I shouldn't have worried. My legs were slightly heavy near the end but apart from that I ran consistant 9-9:30min/miles for the entire thing. No unscheduled stops (except to fiddle with headphones and my visor) and no stomach issues. No breathlessness and no nausea.
So hopefully this chapter has come to a close I can work towards getting back to where I was before and then onwards and upwards.
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