Training Log Archive: hmklaff

The Ho. Fat ass day dawned nasty hot and humid (what else). Bigger crowd than expected. Kept things very slow and easy the entire time. The dark was a good limiting condition for the first loop, as was the near-unrunnable conditions on A-Alley and Roller Coaster (what a hot mess). Loop two was steady (ran it backwards). Took a long sit between 2 and 3 to cool down and fluid up. Dino joined me for the last one and we chatted pretty much the whole time with a leisurely mix of walking and Ho-shuffling - made the last one go by the quickest, even if it was the slowest by far. Stayed aerobic all the way & never got overheated, which was basically the goal.

Hermann. Flirted with taking a zero after yesterday's fiasco, but decided to knock it out. Good decision - kept it short and with a smattering of short walks to keep the effort mellow. The running pace was relaxed and I felt fine the entire time.

Hermann-Rice long + Braes. The idea today was to atone for Tuesday's near-meltdown and just have a solid run in the 8:10-8:15/mile range. Mission definitely not accomplished. Whereas Tuesday I just flirted with falling apart, today I went ahead and crossed that line. Sure, the ambient temperature at 5:30 was 83 (EIGHTY THREE), but that can't explain the complete bonk. Oy. Not confidence inspiring at all.

Hermann + Braes long. Speed play on a brutally hot morning. Warm up around Braes followed by pick ups of various lengths all the way around Hermann. Pretty solid workout, as I was spent by the time I hit the golf course water fountain. Truly amazing amount of sweat production.

Hermann-Rice long + Braes long. Legs felt strong, but the c-v system felt pretty taxed by the heat - heat index of 87 at 5:15 a.m. - lovely. So, while the legs were willing, the central governor wasn't going to allow a very spirited pace, unless I wanted to bonk. And I didn't. So, I just managed this one. Only so much you can do in Houston in what is shaping up to be the hottest week of the summer so far.

And on the seventh day...

Hermann. Bleh. Hot, hot, hot. As usual with the Sunday runs, walking was mixed in liberally to keep the effort low. Zero tomorrow, then time to pick things up a bit.