100BM Day 57. Mmm, beanz.
I took a multi-week from running, as is my (idiotic) way every time I have race looming. First I got a splinter in the bottom of my foot that got a bit infected, then I went on vacation, then I just stopped moving at all (aside from biking to/from work).
I am supposed to be running a 10K in less than a month.
In a foreign country where I don’t want to embarrass myself because every single person there is cooler than I am.
I forced myself to do a short run on Friday (like, 3K) and long run today.
Today’s adventure was full of walking breaks, which is fine, all things considered, and, fuck yeah, it was 10.5K. Sure, my 10K time was about 10 minutes off my PB and I ended up with a face full of gnats every few minutes (running along the river at dusk is pretty perilous), but I did it.
Huzzah, hooray, and I get to do it again next Sunday.
Now for a shower and possibly some quality time eating peanut butter straight from the jar because I feel like I’ve hitched a ride on a Vogon ship.