Less Quick, More Dead

There are so many things wrong with my training from the last couple of days. My treadmill speed session was just the first misstep in this long chain of events. Yesterday I ran at least a mile further than I should have, and I did most of it on sidewalks (concrete being the worst possible running surface). Then there was my beer-as-carb-loading theory. Needless to say, today I don’t feel so hot. My waking pulse was considerably elevated, and I’ve been feeling the first signs of shin splints developing. I’ve dealt with this before and I know that I’d better take it easy or I won’t be running at all in a week or two. Today is going to be a wash