This week has been a solid week of “putting hay in the barn” for the race. It’s a 63 mile week (almost done! woo hoo!) but I’ve adjusted to all these miles. I don’t feel terrible like the last time I had a few high mileage weeks stacked. That’s encouraging.
Yesterday, however, was not as encouraging. I had a beast of a workout– 2 miles warm up 4×1 mile at T pace (roughly 10k pace), 5 min jog, 3×1 mile T pace, 2 miles cool down. With 60 seconds between the miles. For those keeping track at home that is essentially 7 one mile repeats. SEVEN. I woke up early and during my warm up my legs just felt heavy. There are days you feel springy and there are days you feel like lead… I felt like lead. I seriously contemplated just running easy but wasn’t about to get up at 5 for no reason and figured I’d see what I could do despite feeling like crap. Well… it went ok. My plan called for 7:50 pace and I think 3 or 4 of my repeats were on (probably the 2, 3 and 4th… my first interval always feels like ass) but the last 3 I slipped to 8 minute flat pace.
Although I wasn’t as speedy as I wanted I’m actually pretty proud of the way I handled this workout mentally. It was a challenge to stay focused through 7 repeats- especially when they weren’t going well, and I just hung in there. I kept telling myself “oh you think mile 20 isn’t going to hurt? are you going to quit then? really?” or another mantra that works for me is, “you are too experienced and too fit to quit right now. that is selling yourself short.” I also did the repeats at a park that’s 1 mile around and it was helpful to have visual cues of what a mile actually looks like. So while I was a little slower than I’d like, there was still a small victory in there.
I started freaking out this week when I looked at my plan and realized I really only have 5 more weeks of hard training left. CIM isn’t that soon, but it’s pretty soon. I’m definitely in the thick of “put the hay in the barn” mode. I need to make each workout count and ensure that I’m doing everything possible to make sure I’m successful. Even if 100+ temperatures insist on sticking around for another 2 weeks (ok I know I’m complaining about the weather a lot but I’m just sick of it). I’m also enjoying the high mileage which is also weird. I never thought a 56 mile week would seem like easy recovery… and yet… here I am.
Oh! Another fun story… on Tuesday night I had to squeeze 4 miles in between work and Bible study at friend’s house. They basically live in Egypt (ok not really but it’s a solid 20 mins from my house which to me is forever) so I figured I’d park at this shopping center (did I change from a suit into running clothes in my car while driving? yes, yes I did) near their house and run for 38 minutes since I forgot my garmin. Well, as soon as I parked I saw a sign marking a trailhead! And guess what? I found a flat, long dirt trail that was mile marked every .1 mile! It was such a fun discovery. I wouldn’t necessarily call the trail “pretty” but any run you’re not on concrete is a good thing, so I’ll take it. And even though it wasn’t necessarily “scenic” it was a nice change of pace from running in my neighborhood.
Wow, I’m all kinds of all over the place. Better stop now.