And things were going so well up til now. You know...all 14 days of my training up to this week. :)
This week's plan called for the following:
Monday: 3 miles @ 11:22
Wednesday: 5 mile tempo workout; 1 mile each w/u, c/d, and 3 miles @9:45
Saturday: 10 miles @ 11:22
In no way are this week's workouts out of my league. Normally.
Here's what this week's training looked like in actuality:
Monday: off work for MLK day, so I made up the previous Saturday's long run. Hoped to maybe fit in Monday's three later in the week, but I wasn't too worried about just missing an isolated 3 miles.
Wednesday: With snow on the ground, I wasn't interested in trying to do any kind of speed (or as it turned out later, "speed") on icy roads before work, so I headed to the treadmill at our Y after dinner. I really wasn't worried about this workout at all, but it didn't go well. I was on one of the older treadmills, but I don't think that made any difference. I managed my warmup mile on pace, and then I sped up for the first tempo mile. I was struggling to stay at/below 9:45, and it only got worse. After that first faster mile, I had to keep adjusting the speed slower and slower. I ended up managing a total of 4.6 miles at an 11:40 average pace, and I'm surprised it was that fast. I'm not sure what went wrong, but the whole run felt awful and was a real confidence killer.
Thursday: If you read either of my previous two posts, you know that we had a foot of snow dropped on us Wednesday night/Thursday morning. My cross-training consisted of snow shoveling and fort-building, and then I got in maybe only a mile of running snowy trails with some friends before I had to get home to go to a movie. Thursday's run was a blast, and a real tonic after my disappointing Wednesday run.
I didn't intend to run with anybody else on Thursday, just accidentally showed up at the same time/place as some people I know who let me tag along with their regular run. The beginning of the run was everything that holds me back from joining up with a group or running with other people. They were all super nice, it was all my internal stuff: What if I can't keep up? I don't want to be that person who has to drop off because they can't run anymore. I should have just gone off on my own so I could walk. Ugh...we've only gone 30 feet and I'm exhausted already. Once we got going, I was fine. Yes, I was the slowest member of the group, but I wasn't dragging way behind, and when I had to turn back I was disappointed rather than relieved.
|Photo credit: Robin Rongey|
So, with two missed runs and one terrible one, I think I'm just going to pretend this past week never happened. This week is supposed to be a rest week, so I'm going to redo the past week's scheduled workouts and see how it goes. Hopefully I can rejoin my plan on schedule, though right now I'm seeing a sick day Monday in my future.