Home Turf II

Total miles: 66

This week I plan to up the miles a little more and up the intensity a tiny bit. This is a big jump for either one though, just small increases in both, especially since I feel my intensity is a little lacking lately.


Sunday, 8/5
Today I was up in Sonora, Ca, fishing with Ma and Pa Kiesz (my parents). Too bad there was nothing over four or five inches in the lake.... I must have caught nearly 10 or 11 guppies though... and this was without even trying.... The damn things were annoyingly biting as quick as I could bait the line and cast it in the water... Following their stupidity to repeatedly bite the hook, I would try to get them off as quickly as possible and send them back in the water before Ma could get a picture... Got home late and tired, didn't run...

Monday, 8/6
Got up and did a crossword for a few with Pa. Ran 2 miles all on my own... then 10 more with Jeff Merrill... We went slow at first then worked into a tempo... After a while of this we had to run on some railroad tracks over a bridge, so we slowed down for a mile or so.... At one point I said "train" and Jeff said "where".... yeah, those UMich guys are kinda dumb... oh well... After geting past the tracks we worked back into a tempo of about 6 minute pace and bounced around there for about 3 miles then broke into about 5:20 ish pace for the last mile.

In the evening I went out and did an easy 3 and finished the last mile with a few fartleks as I followed my Ma and Pa on their bikes.

Tuesday, 8/7
Ran 8 miles late in the evening. The run hurt because I had to shit.

Wednesday, 8/8
Ran 14.5 miles in the morning. My shins started to hurt a little at some point and my quads were coming and going as far as pain goes. The pace was rather steady at 6:50ish.

Dead things I saw in this run: 2 skunks, 3 'possums, 1 dog (or maybe a coyote)....

In the evening I took another short run. I ran to the H.S. and did some striders. Then coming home some punks (damn kids) called me a faggot and told me to get some new running shorts.... I tried to catch up an punch him in the face but he was in one of those new fangle horse-less carriages. About 200m later some jack-ass had his car parked through the driveway, blocking the sidewalk and into the street. This really pissed me off because of the safety issue it poses to both runners and cyclists along with pedestrians and little kids who have to go into the busy street to get around this car... So in the high testosterone angry state I was already in I slapped the car really hard so that the owner inside the house would hear and stop being such a son of a bitch. A 1/4 mile later I was at the last stoplight before my house when some broad completely eye fucked me, giving me the double glance with a long second look at a stop light. I ran past the light and in front of the school nearby where it was some back-to-school night shit with all the parents coming to see what their kids aren't going to learn this year. Coming past the school theres some young punk, about 25, with his wife who he probably knocked up 7 years ago to have a shotgun wedding, walking towards me. I move to one side to give them some space but that fucking son of a bitch in his sun glasses and black hat doesn't move. He eyes me like he's a real tough mother fucker, and by now I'm not really all that happy. So I just stand my ground and as I run past him I push my elbow a little wider to give him a nice sweaty side of Matt Kiesz. This run was about 4 miles to wrap up 18.5 mile day.

Thursday, 8/8
Ran my old long run (8.5 miles)... it felt depressingly short, but easy.

Friday, 8/9
My long awaited return to SoCal was today. The air looks like gray shit and the humidity is high. I didn't run.

Saturday, 8/10
Got up, ran 9. I'm beginning to feel tired and like this training is taking a toll on me. I'll probably do another medium run later this evening of about the same distance. Its a good thing next week is an easy week

Did 7 more in the evening and threw in a few crazy fartleks of about 5:30-6:00 pace for about 1 mile each. Felt dandy, and was pleasantly surprised since I had been so tired earlier.