The theme of the run was suck, suck more, a little better, then back to sucking again and I squelched the whole deal 12.5 miles in and called it a morning. Around mile 8 my knee was a bit tweaky.
My head: Knee, shmee- push through it
My heart: 99 days until Boston, 99 Days until Boston, take one down, pass it around…1 Boston ending injury on your leg.
So I cut it short.
While I was incapable of pulling out the big guns for my run, I made up for it by busting out the big guns later on at a party and busting some heads…or socking some stomachs.
Seriously, you should all invite me to your parties because I’m such a good guest. I mean, you’ll save on the food bill by giving your guests a knuckle sandwich.
When do you call it quits and when do you push through?
Where do you draw the line between aggressive and conservative in your training?