Trouble...Maybe

So I've been writing a little about how my workouts for my Chicago training have been getting better and better. So as the weekend arrived, I knew I had some longer workouts, but nothing that would be too taxing from a speed standpoint. After just 4 on Wednesday at about 8:15 per mile, I had just 3 @ MP on Thursday morning. After work I went to Tony's with a couple guys and had a couple beers, but wound up leaving and going with Jaz to the Trailhead for another and just sitting on the deck and letting people pet her while I relaxed a little. I got up and nailed my Thursday workout, then took Friday as my SRD. Saturdays run was 8, but at MP +90 seconds, which put me at around 8:30 per mile. I did that and then off to work, after work, I had dinner. I got to bed late, but felt good getting up for yesterdays run. I ran the mile to the park where the bike trail begins up near my house and then another 7.5 down and the 8.5 back. I stuck the 8:30 pace that I wanted to pretty much the whole way. I finished the run feeling good and took a shower and headed out to breakfast. Jaz and I usually go to Gibs NY Bagels here in town on my days off to grab something to eat on the 2 days a week that I don't work. I eat a bagel sandwich and have coffee there on my days off from work. Fridays are usually pretty easy because it's my rest day, but Sundays we go after my Long Run and chill out. After my 17 though, I decided to head downtown to a little place here on Mountain Ave, right up from where I work and the Trailhead and all and actually sit and have breakfast. They have a dog-friendly patio out back and the food is pretty good. So I climbed out of the truck to go let Jaz out and make my way to their patio, and my left hamstring felt a little funny, plus I was limping a little. I had remembered looking at my Garmin when I finished the run, and it had said that I had burned 2300 calories on my work out, so I figured I had a free pass within reason for breakfast. Steak, eggs, hashbrowns, toast, and a huge ass pancake, with SF syrup, lol. I drove Jaz down to the river and let her swim for a while, and during the walk, my leg actually felt worse. After I got back to the house, I tried to relax it and it just hurt worse and worse as the day went on. After I sat down over dinner last night, I decided to take the day off today from running, (it was just 3 recovery miles) and we'll see how it looks tomorrow. I was just talking on Saturday about replacing my shoes, since I've been in them for a long time. Hopefully I didn't wait a day too long.

I have a speed workout tomorrow, and we'll see how it reacts in the morning, but I guess I'll just have to wait and see...