to catch you up to speed of my day: my quads were slightly sore, i woke up late for class and rushed, i had 2 3-hour labs, did not get a chance to eat lunch other than a powerbar, and then inhaled dinner in 10 -minutes.
i knew i was in for a rough practice, no matter what was going to happen (whether coach moved the workout and i had 6-miles or i did the workout). i thought about talking to coach schmidt seeing if i could move the workout to thursday since my quads were tight. however, coach just said give it what i got. i wasn't too worried at this point because he told me to make it a little faster than "road" pace, mostly tempo. well, guess what. i'm a retard. imagine that. what happens? i again beast-mode it up. stupid. i'm stupid.
6 x 1000 with equal rest
i cooled-down with john and nathan. it was fun to run with guys again. my attitude really changed after/during the workout. i'm glad i finished. i forgot how tough running makes you. i was crawling on my cool down as the lactic acid sat in. i turned around early from the guys and then stretched. i took another ice bath, much needed (and without crying or pain) i wanted to submerge my entire body in the ice, i was spent. i wish i could have enjoyed dinner more, i like sitting with the team in the templeton. however, i had to go to lab and they had a team meeting.
i need to get a move on studying for my physics test in the morning. tally hoe good chap.
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