I am behind on my blogging duties, but not behind on my training duties. Nine weeks have passed and I am still as eager to complete every training run now as I was when I started nine weeks ago.
Since I need to squeeze two weeks worth of training, this post might be good for curing insomnia, but I promise I’ll try to make it where you will fall asleep without worrying about my writing giving you nightmares.
Marathon Training Week 8
Ran 6.25 miles during lunch, followed by a Crossfit session prior to dinner time. Heavy back squats. Not much excitement.
Five miles on the treadmill and my legs were sore. It was a good sore though. Crossfit in the afternoon.
Seven miles on the treadmill, 3 which included running at half marathon pace. I was not sure what my half marathon pace should feel like since the last time I ran one was in October and I was recovering from the flu. Took a wild guess and did an 8:41 pace. Remained in that pace for all three miles and I felt good about myself. Continued my training with Crossfit in the afternoon.
Five miles on the treadmill and then Crossfit in the afternoon.
Four easy miles.
I was ready for ten miles. My clothes, my shoes, my energy gels, my hydrating equipment, and my Garmin were all set-up for me to use when my alarm was supposed to go off at 5:20 in the morning. Only problem was, I set my alarm to go off at 6:20, a whole hour after I was supposed to be awake. To make matters worse, my running partner made it to my house around 5:50 am so that we could take off running at 6:00 am, and that did not happen. I called her at 6:20 and asked her if she was still interested. Fortunately she was a good sport and agreed to run seven miles with me, the amount of miles I could get away running outside so that I could make it back home in time for my husband to make it to work by 8:00 am. I felt great running outside. The weather was perfect (no wind and above freezing) and despite rushing to get ready, I felt physically strong.
However, seven miles was not going to cut it, so after saying thank you to my friend Sarah, and planting a see-you-later kiss on my husband’s lips, I mustered on to the treadmill and sluggishly ran the three remaining miles. This transition was more difficult than I could put into words. It was as if there was no gravity to hold me up. I seriously felt like my lungs were the size of peas and I just could not breathe. I wanted to stop after the first mile, but I kept pushing through. This was the first run where I doubted my goal of running a 4:20 marathon, and it did not feel good.
Marathon Training Week 9
Five miles after a heavy back squat Crossfit session. This run was tough.
Six miles and I tried to run hard because I ate two LARGE chocolate bars my daughter is selling for a school trip fundraiser and I felt gross after consuming them.
Six miles on the treadmill and I felt much better this time around than the previous day.
Five miles that never happened. I was extremely stressed out about the upcoming half marathon race on Saturday. I was questioning whether I should run the race or not. If I did run the race, should I “race” or just use it as a long slow run? It was also a busy day and in the end, I just didn’t have enough time or energy to run them. There was a bit of guilt in my failing to have a perfect running week, but I had to remind myself I wasn’t perfect.
It was supposed to be four miles, but I decided to make-up the five miles I failed to do on Thursday instead. Let me just start by saying, IT WAS AWFUL.
I began to run the first mile on the treadmill, and I just could not do it. So I stopped. My husband, who asked for the day off encouraged me to run outside. I went outside and ran the remaining four miles and they were no better. Don’t have clue why or what was going on, but I just could not seem to get down the mechanics of my running motion down. Once again, I felt heavy and extremely lethargic. It was demoralizing, because the only thing lingering was the race happening on Saturday. I was trying really hard to not allow my dismal performance on this run define what tomorrow’s run would look like. A horrible run on Saturday would definitely taint my training. I was so afraid, I really wanted to skip the half marathon.
Run 4 Luv Half-Marathon – 13.1 miles.