Spent Friday struggling through a 7 mile run. My legs were tired and my brain kept coming up with excuses to turn back. Not a fun day for me on the trails. In the past this was my indicator that I was overtraining. As Friday progressed, I wanted to redeem myself on Saturday. Gung ho and ready to go I step out on the deck into an intense windstorm up to 100 mph. Back into the house I go. Bad weather does not bother me but this was insane. Off to hang out in Boulder for the day, no run and a day of rest. Yes.
Sunday. Lair o bear to Pence park. 13 miles with a small diversion to climb the panoramic trail and the meadow view trail. I could breathe and my legs finally felt rested. Nothing beats a fun run with happy feet. cheers to a new week.
The weatherman predicted 10-20 inches of snow, they got 2 inches. How are they off by that much? Thanks for getting my hopes up, my snowboard is getting impatient and so am I.