10 easy,slow miles yesterday. My right quad is sore so I'm staying off my legs most of the day.

Ate too much crap last night. Makes for good running fuel so will run in the afternoon. 10-12 easy miles in the sun(hopefully). A free tan to get brown(er!!).

Midweek Brick

Brick workouts are the most difficult. They are usually used by triathletes during training. Triathletes have more propotioned physiques than distance runners - obviously since they use all their muscle groups. I, on the other hand, am a very clumsy person. Correction! I walk without looking and have more than once tripped all over myself. Needless to say, I suck at riding a bike (unless you include a spinning class at the gym equivalent to 'bike riding' - I've done my share and I still look like an idiot - albeit a sweaty idiot). So I climb stairs instead. Its an excellent way for me to gauge how fit I am. If I can do an hour of stairs and a 10k run immediately afterwards, all is well with the world.

This is what went on today : 320 stair sprints with 3 stair skips. 63 minutes.
6.2 miles 45 minutes (tempo!)

Active recovery

Woke up the same time I usually do this morning - but ended up crawling back into bed with my Mum. It feels like Sunday when your 10 and its raining, your parents room is the most comfortable, warm and BIG!!

No run. No motivation and I'm not beating myself over it. Maybe just a little bit guilty for not going....but then I remind myself - I ran 23 miles yesterday damnit! I deserve the day off!

Its 6am and I have thoughts of fat spicy bratwursts and scrambled eggs doused in maple syrup swirling in my head - and that is what I will have. All this with 2 pieces of buttered white toast and a hot cup of peppermint tea - you know, for antioxidants. Yeah right!

Today's run was motivated by sheer joy and personal revelation. I have had a few profound set of evolutions in my inner space and I can describe it this way: bliss, home, peace. Thus, waking up this morning (even after a very long week including a few mornings of waking up at 3am!) was not a problem and I practically skipped my way down the road, almost giddy. It has been a bit hazy here in the mornings lately, but not enough to dampen my spirits. There was nothing in each moment but the sheer joy of being able to do what I love so dearly. All the mileage counts, running strategies, purpose, function just floated off in the ether. I just was. And how nice is that.

23 (with some change left over) miles this morning. My legs are pleasantly achy. I finished later than I usually do, the sun was strong earlier than usual, and I have myself a nice darker than usual coating. It took me *exactly* three hours.

I am just going to jot down my workouts from my log. Havent got time for much else. I will post something more substantial tomorrow.

Saturday was 5.5 uninspiring miles. I dont remember anything except running in the rain. Its no fun when you are aware of every ache in your body. Saturday night was a night of a bit too much consumption in the form of whiskey. Moderation doesnt exist in my universe so like most things, it was excessive moderation. And it was fun! Needless to say, I didnt run Sunday and ate too much! I should add that I went to a TCM (traditional chinese medicine) doctor on friday night to see if he had any insights on why I couldnt sleep. He fiddled with my neck, twisted it twice (I couldnt stop laughing, and made him very giggly too) and said it was fixed and I'd be able to sleep well soon. Hmmm, I dont know what he was on about because after that I havent been able to sleep AT all!! Grrrrr....!

Anyway, this post is full of randomness so I will sign off after reporting this morning's brick : 500 double (1000 single) sprints on the stairs. This was fun - I skipped 3 stairs at a time in 100 minutes. Ended with 20 laps in the pool.