Weight training makes hills a lot easier.
Plantar fasciitis bites.
It's best to go into a race with a plan. Even if it isn't an important race. Even if it's a bad plan.
The hills of highland rec are fun. It's a technical course, and never really seems to let up. And I've spent a lot of time in my own head there, thinking in everything from work gripes to the banality of evil.
It's scary when it's hard to tell the difference. But I console myself that it's just the run getting in the way of clear thinking. Otherwise the introspection would tread dangerous ground.
In any case, I've finished the first of three races, on the first of three consecutive weekends, at a distance of one third my next race. No, that wasn't planned. But it's kind of a beautiful pattern. And no, the third race isn't exactly a perfect multiple of three of the second. It's pretty close, though. More on that later, I hope.
My biggest concern is that this plantar fasciitis doesn't get worse. So far, the lacrosse ball and kenisotaping seems to be helping. Crossing fingers that more aggressive treatment won't be needed, and I'll be able to do my races.
After my 16 at highland. I wanted 20, but wanted to TLC my heel more.