I've been taking it very easy this week. Last week's 23 miler wiped me out. And I missed some sleep that I normally get over the weekend. I feel like I'm playing catch-up on my rest. So I'm not feeling like a very good ultrarunner right now. Hagg is supposed to be a training run, but it doesn't hurt to cut back some in preparation, right? I've realized that races make me a little uptight. Performance anxiety? That's funny since I'm rarely close to even an age group award. Now, as I look at my race schedule, I'm kind of glad that I have some holes during March, April and June. It will give me some space to run some challenges of my own design. Marc says he doesn't want to do it again, but I'm trying to convince him to run the length of Wildwood with me in March or early April.
Tomorrow, Sharon and I will run a short (10-11 mile) but hilly route in Forest Park. She loves hills. I'm learning to love them. Rain is in the forecast for most of next week. You know what that means? MUD! And lots of it.