Friday, June 12, 2009

When will it end. Shawk n Awe, Baby.

I think the voodoo gawds are reigning me in for my own benefit, without me knowing it. Except I know it now, or I suspect it. Yes. I suspect the voodoo gawds are keeping me from running too fast, during my base phase.

First my heels were (are) bothering me, but I found the cure - I think. Then my IT band tightened up, now of course, why have just one guitar string tuned too tight, go for both!

Now yesterday, I was zippity doo dawing around near fisherman's wharf, specifically on the soccer field and BAM!!! BAM BAM BAM BAM! I ate dirt, rolled onto my back and examined the pothole I exploded over, like an 'eh! - BOMB'...and the 'mericun too-r-ists watched in aw...oh...and a little shawk.

Here I am/Rock me like a hurricane.....c'mon...c'mon...c'mon....
-Scorpions.

This will be 3 x around 70 miles week in a row, so next week, if I am over my full-body trawma, I might move up to 90 miles or take an easy week and run 50 miles, easy, absorb the training, absorb the shawk.

SHAWK n AWE BAYBY!!

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