Returned to Raleigh around midnight last night from a brutal weeklong business trip to San Jose. Completely lost touch with both the real world and the blog world, and find myself in a haze of sleep-deprivation, jet-lag, and highly suspect nutrition. Definitely not the highlight week of my marathon training thus far:
Sleep: Averaged maybe 4 hours a night. Poorly done
Nutrition: The nutritional highlight of one day was lunch at Taco Bell. When meximelts become your high-water mark, you’ve gone way off the tracks
Number of trips to the gym: I’m thinking of a number between zero and zero
Number of Hard CORE Club workouts: Any number, times zero, equals ….
Running: Managed to complete 3 of the 4 runs on my training plan, although one of the three runs was not on the correct day. Not a complete bust, but not great.
Approximation of how I felt by the time the plane touched down last night:
Nobody’s fault but mine.
At least I only have to do 21 miles tomorrow morning. My longest training run. Ever.
Get him a body bag.