Fact: I can drive with an empty gas tank way farther than I should, but when my Garmin battery is than less than halfway full, I have a panic attack.
Here’s what last week’s training looked like:
Monday was an 8 miler (1:08, 8:33 avg) with fartleks (worst word EVER)- 6 of them lasting one minute at 7:45 pace. I still have no clue what the difference between sprint interval and fartlek is.
Tuesday was an easy 8 miles (1:09:55, 8:44 avg.) Ended with strides like last Tuesday.
Wednesday was 5.5 miles of hill repeats (50:37, 9:11 avg.) I sent the older three off to school and had my nanny step in for the morning (she normally only comes on Saturday nights and when we go out of town) because I knew I’d have to drive at least 20 minutes to find a significant hill. My friend Kristin told me about one at McDowell and Hawes (for those wondering where I ended up) and it was great. I plan on going back. The repeats were hard- I haven’t done these in ages. I used to do them pretty regularly (and used to live in a much hillier area.) It was 31 degrees when I left the house. 31 degrees!
This is the view from the top of the hill.
It doesn’t look like much, but she was a beast. I warmed up for two miles, sprinted up ten times for one minute (took it easy on the way down) and cooled down for two miles. Ten sprints felt like a lot. My legs were toast by the end. Hills are my weakness.
Thursday was an easy 6 miles (54:45, 9:07 avg)
Friday was long run day- 15 miles (2:07:52, 8:31 avg.) B left for work later than usual so that I didn’t have to leave too early. I started the run at 5:22am. The first 12 miles were done at an 8:40 avg pace and I was supposed to do the last 3 miles at my 10K pace- 7:35. Once my Garmin beeped at mile 12, I told my legs to go faster. I looked at my watch- 7:55. I told them to go faster again- 7:55 again. This happened a few more times before I actually got them to move faster. I don’t know if it was because I was so cold or because my legs had been moving for so long that they got “stuck” at a certain pace, but getting them to speed up was the hardest part of the run. Once I got them moving faster, it didn’t seem too hard. The last three miles were 7:45, 7:43, and 7:21. I haven’t had a polar bear dip in my pool since last year, and I was tempted to after my long run, but didn’t. I regretted it when Friday night came and my legs were feeling sore and weary. Ice baths are painful but so worth it. They’re like a fast forward button to full recovery. Next week I’m not skipping it.
I got home from my long run and took a picture of my front porch. It’s always covered in skateboards, scooters and bikes. Maybe one of these days my kids will actually learn how to put things where they belong.
Saturday was an easy 4 miles (34:45, 8:40 avg) in a pair of brand new shoes (got two pairs, more on that later.)
Total for the week was 46.5.
It’s not easy to run this time of year. Every morning when I wake up, I think of all the things I could be accomplishing if I decided to skip my run (for example, I have not wrapped one of my kids’ presents!) but it really is the only thing keeping me sane right now. It’s a healthy distraction from all the crazy that is happening around me. So what if Christmas Eve is going to be a loooonng night of wrapping??