It was a Plain Jane day at school, nothing crazy going on, after school activities were even cancelled so the study hall for football players that I lead was let out early. It was great to walk out of the building earlier than 4:30 for once! ...and into high 70 degree temperatures too! What a great day for a run! I was tired from the day, but I still believed I could power through once I got home. As I drove back home though, my fatigue just wore on me. I walked in the house and took Franklin back out (when Brian's not home, Frank doesn't get his midday walk--poor pup), and then laid down on the couch. Yeah, I know, not quite as motivating as putting on running shoes and going out the door. But I did fall so deep asleep that I even had a dream.
As much as I hate to admit it, recovery is an incredibly important part of training. Yesterday, I had a killer workout day--a 60 minute ride in the morning, a 2500 m swim in the afternoon, and a 60 minute ride home after the swim. This was also superseded with two other great days of iron workouts and a busy weekend before that. On top of that, my job is not fun for me so I'm stressed out most of the time. Shocking, I know, my body freaks out every once in a while. So without the occasional rest and recovery day, I won't make it to the start line in Louisville. I really get annoyed when I miss workouts. It may be my least favorite thing about training, but I try not to get too upset. In fact, after I woke up from my nap, instead of trying to force a run on a body that clearly needed rest, I had a little dinner and scraped some paint off our ugly windowsill that is in desperate need of a fresh coat of paint (no, I didn't do ALL of this tonight, Brian did some yesterday, and I worked on it for a while on Sunday).
I'm going to try to get in my run from today and a short swim tomorrow, but if I still can't do the run, I won't force it. I am still 23.5 weeks away from the big race! Overtraining has never been the answer to a good race.