Who needs rescue

 

Cold symptoms have gone serious.. I am resting this, lest I be the one needing a ‘rescue’ on The Rescue Run 

On second thought, I’m really in a bad shape for a race, for any race.  Good thing that for TRR all you really need to think about are: 

1)  a guilt-free P200 donation instead of a pressure-laden race reg fee

2)  it being a run for a cause come-on-everbody (!) type instead of an intimidating competitive race

3)  there are no singlets (only race bibs) to put stark contrast between TRR participants and regular MOA grounds joggers  (A-ha, I need the camouflage)

4)  Ondoy victims

 

My last run, a quick one ’round the village, was sooo freakin’ eight days ago and I figure that by tomorrow I’ll be completely down already with this darn colds.  WOW, good luck to me on Saturday.

Good run days come, and so do ‘Bad’ days

 

I finished 5K of run and walk today.  Good enough to get the feel that I’d reach the finish line alive for tomorrow’s race.  No PR for me tomorrow –  I so believe.

It must be my lack of enough sleep the past nights, zero follow-through runs since Tuesday’s speed training, yesterday’s my-otnot*-brain-brought-me-to-Bambang Manila misadventure, AND, my slightly-sick mode. 

I’ve been nursing a sore throat and minor cough for almost three days now.  Talk about timing.

So my self-enforced run this morning proved to be more difficult than I had imagined.  My throat felt dry the whole time and I would cough almost every 30 seconds to clear my throat.  Last night, I was caught by surprise several times as my voice would suddenly crack while talking to an important person. 

These things only serve  to compound my concerns on breathing economy while running.  Today was almost a bad run and to predict that tomorrow’s won’t be too different doesn’t need the powers of fortune tellers/ astrologers.

In any case, I wish the race day magic to pour down on me graciously tomorrow.  Afterall it’s my first road race for the year.

Oh!andbytheway, you have an idea how bad today’s run went for me?  For the first time, I had an achy head run.   The curious thing is, it was not there when I started the run.  That’s when I decided to take walking breaks as I thought pushing it further like crazy would just be another otnot* thing to do. 

Oh, Godblessme tomorrow.

 

*(Sorry for my using of the ’otnot’ word too often.  Yesterday’s ‘lost in Manila’ experience was just whackily stupid of me that I find no other word more apt to decribe it than that.  It’s just ‘tonto’, the Spanish word for stupid.)

Running with a cold

 

How?  Just run and think like you don’t have one.

Last night’s was a get-back-on-the-track run, after shamelessly putting up with my having colds as lame excuse for not running.  Good thing someone in the forums teases me to quit from just making ‘kulit’ side-comments in the ‘Today’s Run’ thread, as I didn’t have mileage covered to post anyway, and reminds me that the UP oval has been awaiting my next run.  As if that wasn’t enough a scolding for me, another runner posts about his run while having a bad cold. 

Thanks guys, you just made your point –  straight to my face this time – that runners shouldn’t be softies.

I finished 3 laps of the acad oval last night (roughly 6.6km) with stops in between.  The first stop was to catch my breath as I’ve ran rather speedily when I tried to consciously practice the “lean forward” technique of the Pose Running method.  Talk about experimentations again.  Well, it might just work, who knows. 

Another stop was to rescue my dry throat, which I thought to be a well-justified break:  well, you stop at water stations on the 2.5km’s mark (I was then finishing my 2nd lap so I’ve covered more than 2.5km), and besides, I’m recovering from a cold – oh but didn’t I just say at the start not to think you have one, yay… 

Last night’s was sort of uncomfy running for me, despite the fact that it’s only been four days since the last time I ran/ joined the sprint race.  Muscles tightening on the lower leg part, my breathing shallow and uneven, and my skin richly perspiring on a rather humid UP evening  -  last night felt like it’s been a semi-forever since I last ran!  Oh but I enjoyed it.

A puzzle hard to crack:  Find me a reason to hate running.

Sick mode

I’m currently down with colds and yesterday was a house arrest day for me. 

After my back-to-back races the past weekend, I made sure my Monday was supposed to be a rest day – definitely a “no run” day.  But I was supposed to be back and up already by Tuesday to attend my second session at the Nike running clinic. 

But surprise of surprises, Tuesday turned out to be a sick day.  Oh and what a nice succession is that -   rest day then sick day! 

I was glad anyway to have found an excuse to stay curled on my bed most of the time yesterday and get plenty of sleep.  Oh but the self-enforced water therapy (I probably finished up more than five 1L pitchers of water yesterday!) proved to be a not-so-easy task.  But it worked, I think. 

I am giving this colds two more days from today for an ultimatum.