Monday's are my normally scheduled rest days and I really felt like I'd be ready to hit it hard today. I had some "business", (what a JOKE... you know what I mean Sarry Son), in Bend so I took off late Monday afternoon and made the snowy/trecherous drive over the pass. DREW? Where the heck WERE you man?! I left a message... wanted to see you eat another raw quail egg! I had a serious solo sushi feast (SSSF), and hit the rack early chomping at the bit to get into the 50m pool in the morning! Liz had a killer "breath-control" workout planned for me... which means pain and discomfort. The thing is, I got in the pool, got halfway through the workout, and had absolutely NOTHING left. I literally almost pulled myself across the pool on the last 50m using the lane lines! That's RIGHT! 1,500 meters and I was D-O-N-E. I spent the rest of the morning freaking out and mentally crucifying myself for being such a pathetic weak-gened candy-ass pansy sicky boy.
I also had a run scheduled for today... so I called Liz and she talked me out of my tree. She reassured me that I would NOT loose significant fitness and that if anything... once I get better I'll be REALLY ready to go after all the rest. SO... I ended up running 20 min in Zone 1 and doing some core work in the gym. Felt good to be out running... cleared my head... made me realize that all is not doom and gloom... that everything is NOT terrible and awful and horrid and unfair and that I have a pretty freakin good life to INCLUDE my wife and family and dear dear DEAR friends. Whew. See. Rob not do so good without consistent exercise.
The Eugene 1/2 Marathon is less than 2 weeks away. I'm gonna throw it out there! I'm gonna predict a PR. I haven't decided how MUCH of a PR... but it's gonna be a PR. Last year's race I ran a 1:35... and felt like I had a lot more in me. SO... when I decide what my time is gonna be... I'll be sure and share. I'm REALLY itching to race tho... hungry even.