You'd think after a back-off week that I'd be bouncing through my runs like a deranged Jack-in-the-box. But no. My legs again felt dead (sexy) during both outings this week. My pace has been molasses-esque. My focus has been soft.
This weekend is my last long long run before Cleveland. It better not suck.
My goal was to drop about five pounds before the half marathon so that I could be super fast. I've lost two and can't seem to erase those last three. It's time to get drastic.
I hate to say it, but I blame booze for this weight plateau. After this weekend, we're drying up until the race is run. That's right, it's time to enact the Team BHI mandated pre-race detox plan -- the most dreaded of the dreaded training strategies. However, the two-week layoff will make my post-race activities that much more of a motivator to crack 1:50:00 on race day.
Wish me luck. May the booze be with you.