As I complete my eleventh week of training I am feeling
strong awesome amazing tired. I finished last week on a high, after completing my #bestrun on Easter Sunday. Reality set in by Wednesday, when the first four miles of my run were so slow and sluggish that I felt like I was just starting my training. But, I did get it done, and to be honest, it wasn’t that bad. Here is my weekly training recap.
Not a whole lot to report in this area. I taught two Superball classes, which were moderately challenging, and one Fast & Furious class. We did a Tabata workout that was pretty high intensity. I’m glad those things only last about 13 minutes!
As I alluded to in my first paragraph, running this week was a huge reality check. Last week I was all like “I’m so ready to race,” whereas this week I feel like “can I even run 13 miles?” In my mind I know this is because
I am getting old I am training hard, always pushing myself to run farther and faster. In my heart, I feel a little discouraged that my training was not better this week. I will let my mind have the louder voice.
Tuesday was again a time challenge, and I ended up running only two miles before I had to get ready for work. As I did last week, I shifted my speed work to Wednesday, after first running a four mile “warm up” with Penny. Those were four challenging miles. I had a bit of a headache, plus I could feel the effect of my migraine medication. I was tired, and generally felt blah. I am actually pretty proud of myself that after the first four miles, I took Penny home and went back out for my intervals. My only concession to my blah-ness was the way I designed my road intervals. Last week, I ran half mile intervals, with the odd numbered ones slightly uphill, the even numbered slightly downhill. This week, on the uphills, I split it into 2-1/4 mile repeats, then completed a half mile interval on the downhill. I finished three miles of speed work, 6 x .25 miles and 3 x .5 miles. Not my fastest workout, but at least I did it.
I had my long run planned for Saturday because Alan was away for a track meet, so I figured it was a good time to get it done. I was scheduled for 12 miles, which is the longest run so far in this training cycle. I had high hopes that this run would be my #bestrun, so I prepared by having my camera ready to snap glorious shots of my run, my dog, and the scenery. Well, I have the pictures, but I did not have the #bestrun.
I started out with Penny, of course. I have to be a little careful with her, because she is almost 12 years old, still thinks she is a puppy, and loves to run. I planned to do the run in two loops, the first one with my dog, then drop her off and finish alone. I also had the urge to make a bigger loop on the first outing, simply so I’d have a shorter distance to finish alone. It’s a mind game thing. So that is my excuse for maybe pushing my dog a little too hard (she’s fine, by the way, she ran with me again today). She was pretty tired as we finished that first loop. It is kind of hard to tell with Penny though. She is the opposite of a horse racing back to the stables. As we get closer to home, she gets slower and slower, no matter whether we’re running two miles or eight. She just wants to keep going.
Here’s a little video of my beautiful Dalmatian, running to music.
I dropped Penny off after seven miles, filled up my bottle, ate a Gu, then headed off for the final five miles. I started off
downhill pretty well, but my tired legs soon caught up with me. I plugged along, mentally doing the math so that my run would end up exactly at 12 miles. I did not want to run any extra!
After my exactly 12 mile run, I spent some time
resting stretching, dozing icing, and napping foam rolling. And eating and drinking too, knowing that I would run again the next day with Alan.
The next day, Alan, Penny, Buddy, and I headed into the trails for a six mile run. While I was tired, the pace was slow because of the trails, so it felt good just to get my tired legs moving. The weather was great, the company was even better, and I ended up with the most mileage for the week that I’ve had for a long time, 27 miles.
Almost forgot to mention! In the top right corner of the picture above is a photo of a coyote I saw on my first loop. Even though they are generally scared of people and bigger dogs, I chose to just avoid any problems and changed my route slightly so that I didn’t run past the area that I say the coyote. The picture isn’t very good, but, trust me, that is a coyote.
For those that are interested, here is my complete training log:
I’m looking forward to a day off on Monday (with the exception of my Fast and Furious class, which I may just choose to teach, as opposed to participate). Next weekend I’m running the London Bridge Half Marathon as a long training run. It should be fun, Alan will be announcing and I’m looking forward to it.
How did your training week go? Any events or races? Milestones? Do tell!