Today was another unseasonably warm day in Chicago, with highs in the upper 50s. Given the fact I am already over treadmill running (with several more months of it ahead most likely), there was no doubt in my mind I was going to run outside. But since it was such a nice day and I took yesterday off, I somehow decided to run another eight miles. The run was great with the exceptions of my MP3 player dying less than halfway through and my GPS watch giving me headaches. The other issue is I had to wait at way too many stoplights—I may have to thinking about running along the lakefront going forward.
I wasn’t able to time the entire run given my aforementioned watch issues, but the portion I did was kind of stupid fast—if my calculations are correct I ran the first 4.2 miles in 6:51 pace, which based on how I felt seems about right. After the run I was feeling great—until this afternoon. The back of my left leg felt pretty tight, and I realized I outdid myself—two eight mile runs in three days, one on hard pavement. Not smart. Lesson learned. I am hoping my leg feels a lot better by tomorrow morning. I am definitely going to take it easy—I’m thinking five miles at 7:30 pace, which based on how I have been running lately is going to feel like a walk in the park.
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