A clydesdale no more!

Everything felt really good this morning.  It appears that the worn out shoes were the cause of the issues with my legs last week.  My left hamstring is still bothering me but I've gotten used to the pain.  My garmin had a low battery when I turned it on so I didn't bother taking it.  Since I didn't time the run I'll assume that it I ran it at a 6:30/mile pace to make myself feel better (actually it was probably around 7:30).

Followed up yesterdays good run with a terrible one.  My legs didn't feel right from the beginning.  I thought it would get better once I warmed up but it never did.  Averaged 7:55/mile for the run but the pace was very erratic.

Drove to the LPT for a change of scenery.  The trail was clear except for the underpasses which where completely covered in ice.  I felt very tired for the first two miles so I started slow.  Started to feel better so I picked up the pace a little.    

I was short on time this morning so I could only get 5 miles in.  My legs still feel funny so it was probably a good day for an easy run any way.  

I'm starting to think that there is something wrong with me.  It is becoming very difficult to run.  Having 1 good day a week just isn't cutting it.  It's not an injury because nothing specific hurts but my legs just feel dead and I have an overall feeling of fatigue.  It could be a non-physical issue.  I'm just not sure if a poor mental state could cause this much physical discomfort.

Drove to the rec center to meet the running club but little did I know that they decided to meet somewhere else today.  I remembered Lora mentioning something about running on Davis Blvd last week so I thought I would run up there to see if that is where they were.  It is a good climb to get up there and I was feeling pretty tired.  Saw everybody's cars parked there and thought I would just run along Davis and would bump into them at some point.  It is probably good that I was on my own this morning because I was having a hard time.  I was running 7:45/mile and my heart rate was in the mid 170's.  That is way too high for that pace.  Crossed paths with a few club members then headed back.  On the way back down the big hill I was cruising along and hit a patch of ice and went down hard.  I laid there for a second (after yelling an expletive) and tried figure out if I did any damage.  When I was falling I reached back to catch myself and strained my shoulder.  It hurt really bad and I thought it might be separated.  I was able to move it so I knew that wasn't the case.  I slowly got up and realized that I hit my head also because I started getting really light headed.  I walked for a little bit and my shoulder started to feel better and I realized that I just strained it.  Ran the last 1.5 miles pretty slowly.  I'm fine now (only a little sore).  This is a fitting end to the kind of week that I have had.