Flipping a coin to decide your workout isn't a good strategy.

Workouts:

Wednesday: 6 mile easy run
Thursday: 8 mile tempo (6 at pace)

I wrote earlier about my dilemma concerning whether or not to add my 6 mile easy runs back into my training schedule on Wednesdays.  I woke up Wednesday not sure which one I was going to do...run or bike or run or bike or RUN OR BIKE DAMMIT was all I could think about after I got up.  I finally decided which one I was going to do through a highly scientific process known as "flipping a coin."

It came up "run".  So I did.  And now I regret it.  My left ankle/shin is now so tight I don't even think my foam roller will make a dent, especially after running an 8 mile tempo this morning--a tempo run that I successfully finished, unlike last week, in the cooler temperatures of the morning and at 15 seconds slower per mile than I attempted last week.

Gee, I guess I know what I'll be doing next Wednesday, huh?

The only good thing about all of this is that I did remember to wear my new compression socks for both of these runs.  On Wednesday it was super foggy when I got up, so I decided to wear my neon yellow shoes and my Ragnar compression socks:

I swear to God it felt like those shoes were glowing in the fog, sending off beams of neon light streaming into the grey morning.  Too bad drivers still didn't see me and I had to run in the ditch.  A lot.

This morning was much less foggy, so I decided to try out my royal blue Pro Compression calf sleeves and socks, which are totally awesome because they are BLUE.

Please to note the cute running skirt.  The shirt I was wearing was not so cute, but I wore it because it was a long sleeve shirt and  I thought it would be cold outside for some strange reason.  It wasn't.  This morning, therefore, was one of those mornings where I wished I had a superhot skinny body so I could have just stripped off the shirt during the run and strutted down the street in just my sports bra and running skirt.  But instead I just had to suck it up like the former bigger girl that I am and hope like hell for a breeze.

Thankfully tomorrow is one of those "rest" days where I do stuff like weights and biking.  I'll have to keep it easy, though, because Saturday is my first mud obstacle course race for the summer--the Rugged Maniac.  Last summer I could barely haul myself up any of the ropes, so I'll be interested to see if I have gained any strength from all the weights I've lifted in the past year.

Last year at this Rugged Maniac race (the hardest 5K I have ever run in my LIFE, people) a guy had to push me up by my posterior region through a pipe that had a rope in it because I couldn't physically pull myself up the rope.  So here's to hoping I don't have to have a strange man touch my ass to help me through an obstacle on Saturday.  Oh--and here's to also hoping that I don't injure myself even further jumping over walls or fire.