I’ve kept a little diary of what I did and how I have felt during each run this past week.
Tuesday: 3 miles. After getting home from Boise on Monday, I was looking forward to being out in “normal” temperatures (for me), and I was not disappointed. Thank you, Boise, for kicking my ass and making me appreciate what I have. Had a great run! Still knocking off seconds from my average overall pace… about 5 to be exact. I felt great and, instead of keeping track of how far I’ve gone, I kept track of my intervals, concentrating only on what I was doing right then and right there. Running in the moment, so to speak. I knew my route, I knew how long it was, so having to concentrate only on running (and my music) was a good thing. It helped.
Wednesday: 4 miles. I only made it 3-1/2. I ran one particular hilly loop that I thought would get me 4, but I was wrong. Not my best run ever. I’m getting tired of hills, but they’re all around me, so I have to suck it up. I was tired when I woke up this morning, but I got up and got out, that’s most important. Consistency and perseverance… words to live by. Too many negative thoughts as well. And I need to focus more on my intervals, not my overall pace. 8 miles this Sunday, yikes. I’ve got some major mental work to do before then. The positive I can take from this? It’s so beautiful in the morning, I love being out in it and getting my day started this way.
Thursday: Cross train. Haha, yeah right. 🙂
Friday: 3 miles. Nailed it! Took another 16 seconds off my average pace. 16 x 3 = 48, so that’s almost a minute off my total time… and every last minute counts (this is my thought process on how I show myself that, yes, little by little I am getting faster). I also received a text early on from The Motivator (on my handy dandy new watch), “Go go go!! Visualize… happy hour!” Yep, that got me going! Looking forward to happy hour tonight!!
Saturday: Rest. Oh yes I did!!
Sunday: 8 miles. Holy cow. I don’t remember 8 miles being this hard before. I felt good and strong in the beginning, but at mile 4, I drank some Gatorade (low sugar kind), which I never do because it gives me a stomachache when I run, but I thought I would try that as opposed to an S-Cap to replete my electrolytes. And I don’t know if it was the Gatorade or not, but at mile 6.5, I started feeling nauseous. I never feel nauseous when I run. This was a brand new feeling. WTH? I did stop and walk until the feeling passed. Why is the body always coming up with really stupid stuff to slow you down? Regardless, compared to last year, Strava says I’m trending faster. I wasn’t overly impressed with the outcome and was relatively disappointed, but I can look at the bright side… I get to do it all over again next week.
The Motivator: His training plan makes mine look like a walk in the park. Monday was 5 miles, Tuesday was 8 miles (to which he barely broke a sweat), Wednesday was 6, Thursday was 5 miles of intervals (but his intervals are run fast and run faster), Friday was a rest day, Saturday was a quick 5, and today, Sunday, was a sweet 16, for a total of 45 miles this past week. Oh my. Guess I need to suck it up and just deal with my training plan because it could be a heck of a lot worse!!
Next weekend, James has a half-marathon for which he’s registered, The Bridge of the Gods in Oregon. It will be a fun little getaway, but I have to figure out how to fit another 8 miler in there somewhere. It’ll work itself out, it always does. Maybe I’ll sign up for the 10K just to get the run in… 🙂
Have a fabulous week!