Monday, August 12: 40 minutes bike
One of my own modified running cutback weeks this week. Originally I planned to do this bike on Thursday, but because of changing schedules and more promising forecasts, I opted to do it on Monday instead. Nothing too fancy here, though I did get a decent chunk of Runner’s World read while I went nowhere on the stat bike.
Tuesday, August 13: cross training.
Hip hop and breakdance graduation! My teacher was actually out of town, so rehearsal before graduation wasn’t as insane/murderous as it sometimes is. I, however, was very tired from not getting enough sleep the night before, so the little we did wore me out big time. Normally dance starts again right after graduation, but my studio is now closed for a two week summer vacation. My other breakdance studio is also closed for a summer vacation as well, which means I have no more dance in my life until after Labor Day. This is very distressing (except it does mean I can watch SYTYCD for the next two weeks), and I honestly have no idea what I’m going to do 1) with my Tuesdays, which I have not had free literally once this entire year 2) to cross train. Biking? Yoga? That’s what I’m thinking right now.
Wednesday, August 14: 7 miles in 1:30:22 for a 12:54 pace.
So. About this run. About this day, rather. I had something Tuesday night that did not sit well with my tummy, and as such was down for the count most of Wednesday. I didn’t even go into the office, which is something I never do. Since I was pretty sure everything had cleared out of my system by the afternoon and I was feeling all right, I figured I’d see what I could do on the run front. Obviously the answer to that was “not much.” I had originally hoped to run eight miles, and instead I run/walked seven. When all was said and done, I ran a total of four miles and walked three, but spent about the same amount of time on my feet I would have if I had run eight. So there’s that. This is like the billionth week in a row now where I’ve had a really crappy midweek long run, and I’d love to see that pattern change ASAP, because this is getting really old.
Thursday, August 15: 5 miles in 51:20 for a 10:15 pace.
After Wednesday’s not-so-great run/walk, it was nice to get a solid weekday run in. I don’t really have much to say about it other than that I slowed by about 10 seconds each mile, which I thought was amusingly consistent.
Friday, August 16: rest
Saturday, August 17: 15 miles in 2:40:37 for a 10:42 pace.
PDR! PDR! Also: PTR. Is that a thing? Personal time record? If it’s not, it should be. I’ve never run for that amount of time before, and I think that’s significant. So let’s see. Because of the Air & Water Show, we ran north for a bit instead of south, further solidifying my belief that north path > south path. So much space! So much scenery! So many beaches! This did, however, bring us back to our starting site three miles into the run, which was a bit challenging from a morale standpoint. My tummy was quite grumpy for the first four miles of the run, and I would’ve been happy to bail, but obviously I didn’t (and realistically wouldn’t have). It got better by the time we hit our first water stop, so that was nice. By the end of the run I was struggling to keep up with the group, but the group situation was really weird on Saturday anyway. The 10:30s usually break up into two groups, and I go with the second group since they tend to be a little closer the 10:45 side of 10:30 (and the group is much smaller). Our pace leader wasn’t feeling well on Saturday, so we had a woman who’s been running with the group for awhile in front for the last few miles, and things kind of fell apart as far as clockwork pacing and side-by-side running goes. But we hit 15 miles, and that was pretty exciting.
Not nearly as exciting as this, though:
HOLY ICE BATH, YOU GUYS. Why did no one tell me how magical these glorious things feel?! You’ve all been holding out on me! That post-run ice bath was legitimately one of the greatest things of my life. I was all nervous it’d be painful and horribly cold, but honestly it just felt INCREDIBLE. Life changing. One of our 10:30 pace leaders suggests doing an ice bath after everything longer than 15 miles, and I GUARANTEE you I will be doing that.
Sunday, August 18: light cross training
Strength training + a teeny, tiny bit of dance. So, worst thing of my life, you guys: one of my roommates moved out last week, and our new roommate doesn’t move in for another two weeks, which means we temporarily have an empty bedroom. When I walked past the room a couple days ago, I was like, “Man, there’s so much space in there. It’d be great for dancing. OMG. IT’D BE GREAT FOR DANCING.” Haha. As such, I am now the proud “owner” of my own personal dance studio for the next two weeks. But! These two weeks just so happen to be the only two weeks of my year where I’m not taking dance and therefore have nothing specific to practice! The injustice of it all! So I’m using the space to freestyle (I was going to say choreograph, but that would be a gross overstatement for what I’m doing. So we’ll say freestyle instead haha). But anyway, inspiration struck on one song while I was strength training, so I briefly freestyled. Now if only I could turn one of those walls into a mirror…
So overall, not really my best week of training, but such is life. I’m a little nervous about this week from a weather standpoint (why oh why oh why does hot and humid weather have to return? Who asked for this? I do not approve!) and a little bit from a mileage/happy legs standpoint (we’re looking at 32 this week, which is far and away my highest ever), but hopefully things will be all right. My IT bands have been a tiny bit persnickity lately (*rolls eyes* could I be more cliche?), so I’m doing my best to give them a lot of TLC. It’s really mostly an issue on my long runs, and only when I start after stopping (we stop at every water station and tend to stand around for 3-5 minutes, and it’s when we start running again that they get real angry). Ideally I will not be spending that much time at water stations during the marathon, so in the mean time I think I need to figure out some way to rest a whole lot less at these stops, both for the sake of my brain and my legs.