The week of 2/4:
- Monday I rested, since it was the day after my 10K.
- Tuesday was 9 miles and boy was I feeling that race! I was having so much trouble breathing, I had to stop and walk up a hill in mile 3. The whole way I was just dragging, but I got it done.
- Wednesday was track day. I figured to self-moderate, and with no zip in my legs it was easy. The workout was reasonable - 1200, 1600 and 2000 meters at 5K pace; but I slowed it down to 10K pace of about 7 minutes. Total of 7 miles.
- Thursday rest day, but I went to the gym and did my usual circuit training with 12 stations of upper, lower and core exercises.
- Friday was an easy six. STILL tired and sluggish. which was too bad because...
- Saturday was long run day. I joined the club for a hilly run in PV. Almost no one showed up to run in the cold rain, but I was rewarded when the rain stopped in the first 5 minutes and it turned out nice. I extended the club run on my own to get to 15, and felt pretty decent! I maintained a solid pace all the way, although the fatigue was definitely mounting the last two miles. By the end I was spent.
- Sunday I rested and was glad for a 37-mile week. But I've gotten used to being constantly sore. Heels are starting to hurt in the morning (uh-oh!) Ankles, glutes, back, and of course the knee. The knee just continues to be a pain, but not so bad that it affects my runs. I just groan a lot the rest of the day. Getting out of chairs is hard, let alone getting up from the floor. I feel like an old man a lot. Except on the good runs!
Week of 2/11:
- Mondays the club does "Monday Night Madness" which involves a long warm up and then a 3.5 mile tempo. Starts are staggered so the fast people chase down the slower ones. This day I just wanted to get in the miles, at a decent pace without pushing too hard. I got sucked into a warmup at close to 8 minutes, and then ran the 3.5 at about 8, with some sections as low as 7:30. Then I still felt good so I maintained it below 8 on the 2.5 mile run home which is normally a cool down. So it ended up being 8.5 miles with the last 7.5 about 8:00, or MGP. Felt surprisingly good despite having just run that hard 15 on Saturday. I guess the training is working...
- Tuesday I joined another group for 6.3 miles and again surprisingly felt OK, although I wasn't working too hard.
- Wednesday was rest and gym. Then Thursday I did my nine mile route. It was Very windy along the beach and the first three miles were brutal and I felt no zip in my legs. But I kept plugging and survived the rest of the way. Sometimes it feels like you'll never make it the whole way, but you just go one mile at a time, and somehow it gets done.
After resting Saturday I went out for 16 on Sunday. Dang. She was right. Felt better from the get-go. Clipped along at a decent pace, despite strong winds. Actually got lucky with the wind more behind me than blowing at me. Averaged 8:23 with a bunch of miles close to 8:00. Connected with a runner for three miles and chatted (and later connected with him on Strava). Tired at the end but not incredibly so. So I guess this training thing does work. Finished a 46 mile week. Knee is hanging in there. Confidence building. Six hard weeks to go...