My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

Ok - here's how Adam the human lab rat went in his race seeking fortune and glory:

I was buggered. The race killed me. On the way out this old guy decided he'd drop his shoulder into me as i ran past - so I was not off to a good start. At the halfway mark I was cramping up all over. It was rather strange actually - my legs felt fine because they hadn't actually recovered from the previous days heavy lifting in the gym yet so were more numb than anything. My back and all of the support muscles cramped. First time i've ever raced and actually had muscular fatigue rather than cardio. I knew about 1/3 of the way into the race I had no hope of finishing properly because of the way I felt so I just jogged along side Heather and used her as my pace-man.

I did enough to win my age-group, but not the race :(. But hey - I won $50 for my troubles. I'm going to go lay down and die now.

The moral to this story is do not go in a competitive running event the day after training.

The end.