Well, March is certainly marching in with plenty of wind (apparently there isn’t much truth to the whole in like a lion, out like a lamb rhyme, according to this article from farmer’s almanac). If my half is windy, I’ll be well prepared. What I won’t be prepared for is the heat. Because snow is in the air again, and as I write this, I’m trying to psych myself up for what will probably be my coldest run of this season (yeah, I thought that happened last week).
There was snow on the ground when we visited my parents (but not up here — no, that’s waiting for next Tuesday and my tempo run).
- Monday: Dogwalk, Iron Strength Glutes Blaster, Pilates Total Body
- Tuesday: 6 miles (4 @ tempo)
- Wednesday: Dogwalk, 7 miles easy
- Thursday: Dogwalk, Iron Strength Abbreviated
- Friday: 5 miles speed intervals
- Saturday: Working on my parents’ house, up and down lots of stairs
- Sunday: 12 Mile LSD
Mileage: 30 (+1.5)
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And, again, what a difference a week makes. I’m not sure why, but I struggled more with this run (the same one I did last week, on the same path) — I was just tired and it was hard to push through it.
The wind didn’t help, but in the end it wasn’t as bad as I the forecast made it out to be. My warmup and cooldown were a lot slower than the previous week. I only had one mile that I couldn’t hit the right pace — which I didn’t even realize while I was running it — but that always makes me mad.
The forecast also said rain, but for the most part it stayed dry while I was running. In a twisted way, I was a little bummed about that. You never know what race day will give you, so a little rain training might have been good (in a bad way?). I do know that if it’s a windy race, I am so prepared. I’ve been “enjoying” a lot of very windy runs lately.
Well, I did it and I didn’t die, so there’s that.
It was a really beautiful day for running, although a little windy (what else is new?). Yet I just couldn’t enjoy this run. My butt was killing me, my legs were tired, one hip was protesting, I was hungry because I got started later than I’d planned to — yes, I ate a snack, but I was running through lunch.
No matter how hard I tried to distract myself, to think of my injured friends who would love to be running, this run was just hard. I didn’t want to run 7 miles. I had to rush home to meet a new pet sitter (and hopefully shower first).
I think the fact that I was rushing around all day long trying to get everything done just made this run feel harder than it should have. Well, again, it’s done!
This was a really tough speed workout for me: a reverse ladder starting out with 1600m, then 2 x 800m, then the schedule said 2 x 400m (but 5 miles, and that didn’t add up, so I did 4 x 400m because apparently I’m a glutton for punishment).
I’ve been struggling with pace all week, and this run was no different. I didn’t meet most of the paces, not until the 400m (no walking — I figure you can do anything for quarter of a mile).
There was also the little fact that we were leaving a few hours afterwards to go to my parents and I needed to get stuff together. I had thought this workout would go well, because you get to walk in between intervals to recover and I usually do well with that sort of workout. I did my best, and I was glad I ran it this day after the birthday dessert I consumed that night (see Weekly Favorites below).
As I was running my last really long long run, I thought the story would be the cold. I wrote last week that it was my coldest long run of the winter; oh, never tempt the running Gods, because it was even colder today.
That is, of course, until I got to mile 8.5, tripped, and went flying. This is only the
secondthird time I’ve fallen on a run — third, because the only other time it happened it happened twice on the same run.
I’ve now discovered what those gazillion winter layers are good for — to protect you when you fall! I was very lucky; nothing is hurt, not even really scraped. My lip, palms and knees took the brunt of it, but nothing was twisted or really hurt and even better there wasn’t even anyone around to see it.
So other than the extreme cold, and the fall, it was a decent run. Not as good as last week; I was tired and my hamstrings were protesting for whatever reason — still, when all is said and done, I ran 12 miles at what I used to consider race pace. Without really trying to. Which is not to say it was exactly easy, did I mention the wind?
Does this predict a PR for me in my upcoming half? I know I’ve worked hard and I’ve had some pretty good runs. I also know that the weather is unlikely to be what I consider to be optimal (which lately seems to be anything below 10F). There’s cobblestones to contend with.
That is exactly why I have goals that have nothing to do with a PR. One of my goals for this race would be to beat my best time from a hot race. I also know that if the race doesn’t go as I want, all the work I’ve been doing the past couple of months is not wasted. It takes time to really see the benefits of hard training.
Not that any of that means I won’t be trying my best!
We’ll see what race day brings.
Run easy, race hard.–Judy Litt
I came up with that mantra for today!
Favorites of the week
But first, dessert, as the saying goes. Seriously, we took my parents out for my mom’s 89th birthday (not pictured, because she hates it, my sister and her husband). I didn’t order dessert, because the description for the Chocolate Peanut butter mousse was so deceiving — I’m so glad my mom did and we shared it because it was totally awesome.
We spent the night with my parents in their apartment after dinner and then went down to the house to continue working on it.
I shared on Facebook, on my personal page, that we brought home this bench from my parents’ house. It’s been a hard time; it’s sad and depressing going through your loved ones’ things, and it’s bittersweet to have this bench in my home. It’s rather like my thoughts of Chester — but I will try to use it as a reminder of happier times.
And that’s a wrap
Let’s get the conversation started:
How’s your running going?
Do you feel like you lost an hour last night (I don’t!)?
Do you trip over your own feet (and are glad when no one witnesses it?