dffudid —> All weekly recap posts begin this way. I out a bunch of random letters in to hold the space for the intro, because if I paste the bulleted section below first, it messes up the formatting for the entire post. Today, I decided to keep the gibberish.
I had, last week, what could only be described as a GREAT week of training! Finally! After struggling for a little — I mean, just the week before, running sucked — I really needed a good one.
I didn’t think it would be a good one when I woke up on Tuesday morning to do my mile repeats and The Weather Channel app said it was 95% humidity. I tweeted that I wanted to cry. And my stomach hurt. I texted with Coach Abby, who told me that if the humidity is too much, I should skip the speedwork and just get the mileage in.
I liked having an “out” but I don’t like using outs unless I have to. I didn’t feel the need to get out the door super early to beat the heat since there was no beating it that day. I was able to wait until my stomach started feeling better before heading out the door. Once I got outside, I began my 10 minute warm up. A very, very slow 10 minute warm up where I wondered how I could possibly do this.
But then it was time for the first mile and, well, I did it. My goal 1 mile track time is 7:00-7:05. While I never typically hit (or even come close) to my goal times in my track workouts, I have a little more faith in the mile over the shorter distances. One reason is because of my whole theory on why I am better at slightly longer speed workouts (a post on that is in progress) and the other reason is that I ran a 6:53 mile during a 5K a couple years ago.
But with the humidity and the fact that I haven’t hit any goal track paces except 2 mile, I obviously didn’t expect to hit my goal here, nor did I want to. I just wanted to put in all my effort and hopefully come out with a decent time despite the humid air. And I surprised myself!
Not only did I stick with the run and do my 3×1 mile workout a prescribed, I also ran very consistent splits (time-wise, effort wise the last one felt so much harder than the first it is ridiculous to me that they ended up being the same) and I’m proud of my pace! I would even be OK with this pace on a regular day, so for 95% humidity with oncoming rainstorms, well, I felt amazing.
(1) 7:39 (2) 7:40 (3) 7:40
While I’m always glad to finish the shorter track workouts, I only feel that amazing sense of accomplishment on 1 mile and above. This run put me in a great mood for the rest of my day.
The rest of my week’s training:
Week 9: July 14 – July 20
- Monday - Maintenance legs
- Tuesday – 10 min warm up, 3×1 mile (active recovery), 2 mile cool down (6.25 mi)
- Wednesday – Refine
- Thursday - 2 mile warm up, 2 mile tempo, 1 mile cool down
- Friday – 16 miles
- Saturday - OFF
- Sunday – 4 miles easy + maintenance legs
Total (running) miles: 31.25
Summary of Week 9 running:
Mile repeats (see above)
This run was originally an intimidating, scary pyramid track workout. When it suddenly changed on my plan to 2 mile warm up, 2 mile tempo, 1 mile cool down, I asked no questions. I’m no idiot.
1 – 10:50 – warm up
2 – 11:02 – warm up
3 – 8:15 – tempo
4 – 8:14 - tempo
5 – 10:32 – cool down
The tempo miles were really hard. I’m a little neurotic (or is every runner like this?) and tend to go faster because I am so worried about getting too slow. By the end of the second tempo mile I was miserable and just pushing through to the end. I couldn’t imagine having to do more than 2 tempo miles on this day – but it’s so much better than that crazy track workout would have been. No complaints here.
I did my long run on Friday because we had to move our Cape Cop trip from August up to this Saturday (I’ll explain why in another post!). I took to the Twitters to ask if anyone else was running on Friday because I’d been struggling on my solo long runs. Katie NYC responded that she had her own long run, and asked me to join her in Central Park for some miles there and over the Queensboro Bridge.
Katie and I have tweeted sporadically, but never met. I get a little anxious about running with someone new because I can’t stand the feeling of forced conversation, but within one minute of running with Katie I knew this was not the case. She is awesome – outgoing, friendly, upbeat and we had so much to say! The conversation flowed easily throughout our full loop + reservoir loop + QB bridge and back run. The miles flew by and I felt pretty great the whole time.
I needed a good, long run with a friend and I am so glad Katie NYC happened to see my tweet, happened to be running and happened to respond. I look forward to more runs with her! And 16 miles is my longest run so far of this training cycle, so I’m thrilled I felt so great.
In fact, I felt so great that the rest of my day was completely different than my usual days post-long run. I normally am useless; exhausted, dehydrated, achy. I generally spend the rest of the day on the couch or in bed. But on this day, I had a full day after my long run. I got home, took my dog out, then headed back into the city to go to a few appointments and run some errands. I walked a LOT throughout the city and didn’t feel like I woke up at 5:00 am and ran 16 miles at all.
Even when I got home later on, I never crashed. Andy and I went out to eat at our favorite restaurant in the world, Razza, and I felt awesome the whole time. I’ve never felt so good after a long run before and I have no idea why this day was so different than usual – but I hope I have more like it!
I moved Monday’s 4 mile run to Sunday for vacation scheduling reasons, and I ran this one around the streets in our neighborhood. I felt tired and sluggish, and was just doing what I could to get through this run. When I had 1.5 miles left, I ran into Andy walking Larry and decided Larry could use a run, too.
I took him from Andy, and he and I ran 1.5 miles together. I felt a million times better running with Larry. He is so funny when he gets this big smile on his face when he runs, and he made my run so much more fun.
When Larry and I ran a 5K
I still can’t get over how fast training is flying be – just 10 weeks to race day!
Do you ever feel so great after a long run it’s like you didn’t run for hours at all?
How have I already completed EIGHT WEEKS of marathon training? I thought this just started? I thought I was still making “new to training” mistakes? No? Just regular “I’m an idiot” mistakes?
This week. Ugh. This week. The best words to sum it up would be ‘the week running sucked’ or simply ‘tired legs’ Or maybe ‘I really need a fucking break’ would have been better, but not totally appropriate for a blog post title.
Pretty much every run this week sucked. The best run was coincidentally the one I generally hate the most, 800s. There were six of them, so that sucked. And even though those weren’t as fast as I would have liked, I was also pretty OK with this run. More on that later. And hey – as much as some running days or weeks might suck, at least I’m not injured! I am running and despite my complaining, I am happy.
Here’s a summary of the week:
Week 8: July 7 – July 13
- Monday - Maintenance legs + Easy 4 (43:48)
- Tuesday – 10 miles easy (1:42:04)
- Wednesday – Refine
- Thursday - 2 mile warm up, 6×800 (active recovery), 2 mile cool down
- Friday – OFF
- Saturday - 14 miles (4 easy, 3 marathon pace, 3 half marathon pace,
2 balls out, 2 4 easy)
- Sunday – OFF
Total (running) miles: 35.76
Summary of Week 8 running:
Like I said, I really felt like I just needed a fucking break.
My ‘easy 4′ was one of the hardest runs of my life. I am not exaggerating in any way. Every single step felt impossible. My legs were tired and heavy — I believe achy is the word I’m going for –and the miles went by slowly and painfully. I felt like I was working SO much harder than my 10:58 average pace.
This was the kind of run that totally fucks with your confidence. I’m training for a sub-4 marathon with easy 4 milers averaging almost 11:00 per mile? Who do I think I am? Are you all laughing at me and my ridiculous goal? Should I adjust my expectations on race day? Am I delusional?
See? Like that. My poor confidence.
The next day’s 10 miler was faster but not any easier, though I did get to run some of it with my friend/Refine Challenge buddy Margaret before she moved to London a few days later! The 6.5 miles with her were OK, but the rest were miserable. Like the day before, it was so hot and so humid early in the morning. We started our run at 6:30 am and the sun was beating down. I was never the type of person to get very bothered by the heat (I usually thrive in it!) but this year it’s just so humid all the time and is really getting to me.
Every mile felt hard. My legs were achy again, from very early on in this run. By the final mile it took everything I had in me to put one foot in front of the other and keep going.
The next day, I Refined, and it was awesome. I was worried the achy legs would carry over into class but I felt awesome. My jumping lunges were a little slower than they have been but otherwise I was good. Being injured in the neck actually helped my legs in this case because I’m not using heavy kettlebells for squats and lunges. CONFESSION: I secretly like how Refine is easier because of my injury modifications.
I’m probably not supposed to say that.
Anyway, during Tuesday’s 10 miler I told Margaret I was thinking of skipping Thursday’s run. My legs were so achy and tired and I really just needed a break! If my easy runs were so difficult, how could I possibly do 6×800?
I did 6×800!
I didn’t feel burned out from running. If I did, I would have taken another day off. But I was excited to run! My problem had been that once I started running, I felt like shit. So I decided I’d start the run and if it was another achy, sluggish, tired day I’d turn it into an easy run or just cut it short and go home. But if there was any chance I could do my 800s, I wanted to do them. I am committed to improving as a runner and doing everything in my power to hit my sub-4 goal.
My 2-mile warm up wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be! It was the best I’d felt running all week, and I saw no reason not to go for my 800s. The last time I did these was during my 4x800s in Cape Cod and I hated them (this post is doing nothing to convince anyone else that running is fun, is it?) so I didn’t really expect these to be much better. I’m not a fan of the 800 meter distance – it’s too long to sprint but too short to run an attainable pace. I find it hard to pace myself. If there’s one thing worse than 4×800, it is 6×800.
Don’t even get me started on the 8×800 I have coming up in a few weeks.
Anyway, my first 800 was the fastest of the day (and the fastest 800 I’ve run this training cycle!). That should tell you something, and that something should be that this got much harder and more painful as it went on. It was another humid day (surprise, surprise) so I did cut myself some slack. My worst 800 was the fourth one – I felt like I ran out of juice. There was just nothing left, nothing keeping my legs moving. The first three were tough but OK (though none were close to where I’d like to be pace wise), but I ran against the wind in the final three. And the wind was strong – tons of resistance. I did what I could.
I tried to give the last 800 everything I had, but the fact that it was 11 seconds slower than my first one shows just how much I even had left.
But I did it, and I did the 2 mile cool down, and I was really happy that I didn’t skip this run!
And that left one more run during this week — my highest mileage week this year — the long run. I was actually looking forward to this run, even though I was worried about achy legs. I liked that it was divided into manageable sections:
14 miles – 4 easy, 3 marathon pace (9:10), 3 half marathon pace (~8:40), 2 balls out, 2 easy recovery.
14 miles alone would normally seem long and daunting, but I really liked how I had 4 miles easy (which I do all the time) followed by 3 miles at marathon pace (which isn’t tough for me on a normal day) – and then it would already be turnaround time!
And while the second half would be much tougher than the first, I also thought it sounded very doable. Bonus: I’d finish much quicker than a normal 14 mile run!
Well, as it turned out, none of it was doable. I set my alarm for 5:30am, but when I woke up on my own at 6:00, the phone screen said “ALARM – Tap to snooze” but NO SOUND WAS COMING OUT. This has never happened to me in all my years of iPhoning.
So I left my apartment at 6:30 and by then the sun was strong. By the time I finished my 4 easy miles, I was HOT.
1 – 10:54
2 – 11:47
3 – 10:41
4 – 9:52
When it came time to start my marathon pace miles, I just couldn’t do it. I worked so so so hard to be 12 seconds SLOWER than marathon pace. The entire three miles was the same. My effort and my paces didn’t match up.
5 – 9:22
6 – 9:14
7 – 9:21
I took a breather before turning around because I knew I had to run even faster – and I wasn’t sure I could. Somehow, I did – though not nearly close to half marathon pace.
8 – 9:02
9 – 9:02
10 – 9:04
These 3 miles didn’t even feel like half marathon effort – they felt like balls out effort. I was running as hard as I could, I was in pain, my legs were getting achy again. I thought a lot during these miles about my next 2 “balls out” miles and realized there was no way I could do them. I knew that I’d be doing more harm than good, and I really felt like I’d be risking injury. I was already running at that effort just trying to get to a half marathon pace. The sun was hot. The humidity was strong. This was not my day. And really, it was not my week.
My only option I had was to run the last 4 miles at an easy pace – and even that was brutal. I just wanted to be done!
11 – 9:31
12 – 9:47
13 – 10:10
14 – 10:28
The best part of finishing this run was ending at the farmer’s market in front of my apartment, where ModCup was just setting up their cold brew stand. I treasure my post-summer run iced coffees.
And what does someone with a week’s worth of tired legs do immediately following a challenging 14 mile run? She walks many, many more miles over the course of the morning because it was Pack Walk day! Once a month, all the puppies of Jersey City get together for a group walk.
The arrow points to me and Larry. Miranda and Rusty are in front of me. My mom is next to me, and next to her is the Ander.
And then she does watches Sex and the City reruns for many, many hours. Because as it turns out, the show is even better when you actually understand it.
Ever deal with achy legs? (FYI I am not an ice bath person - I got hypothermia in the summer once. In North Carolina.)
TL;DR: I ramble on and on about achy legs. It’s exciting!