Trying to Recover

I’ve spent the last part of the week just trying to recover. From what? I’m still not sure. After Wednesday’s threshold with Simone, my legs were shot. The “I’ve just run a marathon” kind of shot, where going down stairs is painful. WEIRD. It was just 25 minutes at a 6 minute pace! I’ve tried…

A TRAINING PARTNER!

I am SOOO excited. Unbelievably excited, actually. Although I’ve done well the last 7-8 months, training alone because I haven’t been able to find anyone my speed within a reasonable driving distance, it gets old. Plus, I know I can push myself harder if I’m chasing someone or being chased. [Aside on running in Red…