catching up quick:
2 weeks ago sucked. Recovery week turned out to be me not feeling well, having a tooth infection and having to cut my long run way short (I have this very vivid memory of me getting back and having the cold chills). Brutal week that I tried to force running into. Bad idea, lesson learned.
Thankfully I feel back to normal as I type this.
Last week turned out to be a strong week for me.
I did a decent marathon paced workout on Tuesday. 3 miles @ MP x 2, 3 minutes recovery between sets. By the end, I did feel pretty worked. I was sweating like crazy. Some of that had to be because of the antibiotic I was on. Some of it may have been me not quite 100% yet.
I wasn’t quite right Thursday morning for my workout and my Stryd pod wasn’t working so I pushed my 2nd workout back to Friday (ya hate to have to do that). The Stryd pod not working part is important because without it, the Garmin 235 is just not accurate at all if it measures your pace by arm swing. Not for me at least. It was shorting me 40 seconds to a minute per mile! Part of the reason why I don’t mind the treadmill is because I can get pretty damn accurate data with Stryd.
So anyway – I fixed the pod and on Friday, I crushed a staple workout in the Hanson Method program. They loved to prescribe 2 mile intervals at Marathon Pace minus 10-15 seconds (I thought they referred to it as a power workout, ironically enough). I did minus 18 seconds, so somewhere around 6:52. I did 3 sets in total and totally kicked its ass. My confidence was back. My health was back. Life is good.
Then the weekend got interesting. Saturday’s weather kind of sucked because of wind. Sunday was much better. I rarely run long on Sunday. It’s the only day off my Wife and I have so I try not to disappear for too long on those days but the weather on Sunday was too tempting.
I ended up running short on my treadmill in the basement on Saturday while my son let his imagination run wild with his train sets down there and I went long with my father in law on Sunday. 18 miles long! With hill repeats! It turned out to be a hell of a run.
Oh, I should I mention I hit 60 miles when all was said and done for the week. A stellar week for me in terms of mileage.
But damn, I was feeling it today. Big time.
As soon as I got home yesterday, I felt like I was on my feet the rest of the day. My wife and I took on a huge cleaning project and it literally took hours and hours to finish. By the end of the night, I was so whooped. Time on feet had to be a massive amount for me compared to a typical Sunday.
And I forgot how much an 18 miler hurts. I do not look forward to the pain of a 20 miler. Can someone remind me why I signed up for a marathon again?
Today was a struggle. I’d normally run anywhere between 3-5 miles on a Monday. I could only muster up 2. Everything hurt. Well, not hurt, just sore and tired. I finally loosened up by that 2nd mile but decided that was enough for the day.
Totally didn’t help that I slept like shit last night. My son had a night – let’s just leave it at that. Nothing too crazy but when you wake up multiple times during the night, how much sleep are you really getting?
The downside to a Sunday long run is recovery can delay your next workout. By running long on Saturdays, I’m usually ready to nail my workout on Tuesday but I can tell you right now there’s no chance I’ll be ready tomorrow. So it looks like I’ll have to aim for a Wednesday workout (maybe something longer?) and shoot for some business miles on my long run? Seems reasonable. We’ll see.
13 weeks to go! Time is flying. Every week matters at this point. I’m ready to continue the grind – I just hope I can recover faster from these long runs the more I do them.