It's January. For most of you that means dealing with ice and cold and snow. Running when you can, but subject to the whims of weather or stuck on a treadmill. Well, for me January means marathon training, since I always have a Spring marathon to train for. Luckily weather is never a factor here in LaLa Land, so I'm free to schedule 50-mile weeks, and I have no excuses to not hit them.
I just finished a 46-mile week - by far my longest since last March. And while I am a bit sore, and tired, and hungry, things are going great. The legs and feet are holding up. Stupid bunion on my right foot seems to be messing with my perfectly balanced equilibrium, so that I have some sore spots and a big callous on that foot. And the outside of my right calf gets really tight. So I'm watching that, but basically the body is accepting the higher workload.
I'm hitting the track on most Wednesdays. Last week was 3x300, 2x1200, 2x800. I was feeling fresh and pushed them all pretty hard. 300s at 5:30 pace, 1200s at 6:20 pace, 800s at 6:00 pace. My club members were even commenting that I was on fire, since I was ahead of my usual position in the group. "looking fast today" "feeling fast!" I responded. Mojo was at peak levels.
The previous Saturday I did 13.5 miles over the biggest hill around and felt strong. Then this Saturday I did 17.1 flat miles at the beach and was able to average 8:09, with the last 13 at 7:59. I was pretty tired by the end, but still moving well. Then I came back for six the next morning that weren't too bad, and 9.2 on Monday where the 3.5 tempo miles in the middle showed me that I was a little worn out. Instead of 7:15 or 7:00 pace like I normally do, I could only manage about 7:35. But that's OK. I stayed at comfortably hard and just got in the miles. Today I rest, but the rest of the week is busy as I plan to hit 50 this week and next. Then there is a Super Bowl 10K to do, and another month of high mileage to get ready for LA. The goal remains 3:30 and a BQ (sub 3:40) and I'm feeling confident!
In other news, family life is going pretty well. New daughter is gradually adjusting and we haven't killed each other yet. She just turned 15, survived a Christmas trip to Kentucky despite her protests, and got to enjoy snow for the first time. And I'm still buzzing from the Vikings victory on Sunday.
Life is good. Skol.