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Because when you're out on the course, all that's there is your internal monolog

Every day can’t be a good day…

Well today I’d hoped to do a 3:45 marathon, with a stretch goal of a 3:40. I was 1:50 at 21k so definitely in line for my goals. Unfortunately, somewhere around 25k I stepped into a pothole and rolled my ankle.

It didn’t seem damaged so I ran on, but by 30k my entire right side was seizing-up: ITB was super tight, glute-med, ankle (of course) and my pace was terrible. It took a lot of effort to just run a 6:00/km, forget the 5:15’s and faster I had been running.

I pulled the plug. There was no point in finishing for the sake of finishing and the risk of doing collateral damage to myself was too high. The 2 km walk back to the finish line and the subsequent 4k walk home seemed to take an eternity.

Definitely feeling defeated and deflated but I’ll have a shower, ice my sore spots for a while, maybe have a nap, and hop back on the horse tomorrow.

I know every day can’t be a good day, but BLAH! 😛

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