Last week, I didn't run one step. It was fantastic. Actually, since the Houston race 11 days ago, I've only run three times, all this week. Like I said, it's been amazing. Usually runners are pretty obsessive-compulsive, Type-A personalities. We'll do anything to get in the prescribed mileage for the day, including getting up crazy early or running late at night. Sometimes we even plan our day around the run...or two, if it's a double. And then, when we're injured, days off make us neurotic and paranoid. I can't run which means... I must be losing fitness. I'm getting out shape. I've gotta find something to do. Yoga. Swimming. Walking. Something. Anything... Being forced not to run is worse than the actual grind of daily training. But every once in a while we need to take a step away from running. More importantly, we need to take a step away from training . Going into Houston, I was starting to feel worn-down during my runs. Worse, I was...
Inside the mind and legs of a sub-elite distance runner