There is no nice way to put this…this week was bad. It was an emotional roller coaster full of all of the things that you normally refrain from sharing with a bunch of internet strangers. I did what I could to get the runs in when I could, which led to me running 5 days in a row, culminating with what could probably qualify as one my Top 3 worst long runs.
Let’s just get this over with, so we can start fresh tomorrow 🙂
Planned: 3 Miles
Actual: Nothing. I guess I would classify this as a rest day. I planned to run these 3 when I got home from work, but while I was at work, plans changed and I didn’t get home until much later than normal.
Planned: Strength + Cross Training
Actual: 3 Hilly AM Miles 34:24 (11:21 pace). This time I knew in advance that it would be another late night, so I made sure to make up Monday’s run first thing in the morning. This was probably my best run of the week – I hit as many hills as I could and felt strong despite the crazy humidity.
This gave me high hopes for the rest of the week. I didn’t have time for strength that morning, and we didn’t get home until well after 9. Way past this granny’s bedtime.
Planned: 4 Miles w/ Hills
Actual: 2.77 awful, miserable miles 36:52 (13:19 pace). You can read about it here. No idea what happened. Maybe it was a combination of the heat and not stretching well before I went out, maybe it was just an off day (more bad news was delivered). I don’t know, but it was bad. I had to stop to stretch more times in 2 miles than I can count, and finally I just decided to call it a day. I walked another mile with The Tall One, and stewed about it. <—– This is bad. I can’t let one bad run ruin the week for me. I’m not usually like this either; I think I’m just a little overwhelmed with the current situation and am having a hard time coping with it. Hopefully, I will get better at managing my emotions. Soon.
Planned: Strength + Cross
Actual: 3 PM Miles 34:40 (11:33 pace). This was stupid, but I had to do it. I was still holding onto Wednesday’s run, and doubts were starting to creep in. “What if I really can’t run in the evening? What kind of doctor do you see for this? WHY do I have so much trouble running after work? If I can’t run at night, how am I going to do the last 6+ weeks of training?!?” Yeah. Welcome to the inner workings of my brain. It’s a strange place. I ran this for peace of mind, which would normally be fine, but then that meant that I would be running 5 days (almost 22 miles) in a row. A little later in training, 22 miles will all be done in 1 day and (hopefully) no big deal…but I’m nowhere near that yet. In continuing with my streak of brilliance, I also did my strength training that night where I added some weight to my lunges and squats (again, brilliant timing on my part).
Planned: 4 Miles + strength
Actual: 4 AM Miles 45:45 (11:26 pace). My legs were feeling the added weight to those squats and lunges, but I still managed to make my last mile my fastest (11:07). So there’s some positive. This also popped up on my phone while I was running to help give me a boost.
No PM strength like there should have been; and even more bad news delivered that evening that was sort of expected, but still awful to hear. I think the kitties knew I was upset, and were doing extra cute things to make me smile.
Planned: 9 Mile Long Run
Actual: 9 Miles 1:50 (12:15 pace). I could not make my legs move – no matter what I did, I couldn’t go faster if I tried. Every time I looked at my watch, I couldn’t believe how slow I was going. I felt like I was going my normal pace (normally 11:30-11:45 min/mile), and a couple of times I actually thought maybe my watch was broken.
My legs were sore when I started (probably courtesy of those squats and walking lunges with extra weight) and I didn’t realize it at the time, but it also could have been that whole 5 days of running a row thing. Call it a hunch. There isn’t much else to report here – it was a crappy run and I need to put this behind me and focus on next week’s schedule. There’s no point dwelling on this; all it’s going to do is hold me back.
Actual: REST. My legs are tired and so sore. I’ll be icing and stretching and spending some time in my compression sleeves (hopefully on my new hammock, that I STILL haven’t used!!!).
Any tips for overcoming a bad week? Share your worst long run story – we’re all in this together!