Year of Challenge, right?
Training for Destination Races Santa Barbara started Monday. After much deliberation and a little reworking, I am using a combo plan. Primarily Run Less Run Faster with a little Jeff Galloway thrown in. Kind of an oxymoron but I was hoping it would work for me. The plan means 3 key running workouts a week, 1 tempo- 1 interval workout- 1 long run.
Sounds great, right? Except it’s day 3 and I am already having troubles.
Monday opened with a tempo. Probably not the best idea (also against the plan) considering I had run the previous 2 days but unfortunately that was how my schedule worked out this week. That wasn’t the only trouble. I suddenly realized I had no where to run said tempo. I have no access to a track. The treadmill tries to break me, even the idea of attempting a 5-6 mile made my calves seize up in imagined pain. I haven’t been on a treadmill since the nightmare fiasco back in October. Normally I run my tempo runs at the lake path…except thanks to the mudslides not only is my commute 15 miles longer each way due to the road closure but I can’t get to the lake. A fact that did not occur to me until Sunday night. Oops.
So now what?
Monday’s run called for a 1-2 mile warmup followed by 3 miles at short tempo pace with a 1 mile cooldown. What was my tempo pace? Well according to my last 5K- it should be 9:02. Trouble. Let’s all start laughing now. People, I’m not in 9:02 shape not even close. I would need a downhill with an 8% grade, a strong tailwind and maybe even skates to pull that off. I went back to the pace chart. Could I even maintain a sub 10? Honestly, I wasn’t sure. Ouch.
Next trouble. I was running this in work town. After work. In the dark. On the streets. With cars. Yeah, this was going to be very abbreviated and interesting. What really happened?
.75 mile warm up
1 mile tempo
.2 mile gasp for air
.7 mile tempo
.5 mile cooldown
Holy crap, I was sucking wind. My legs were so confused. They were like, wait, fast running? I thought we didn’t do that anymore, who agreed to this? As for the paces? Haha. Tempo mile 1- 9:55. Ouch. I had hoped it would be a little better than that. Except let’s be real, there was a 30 second walk break in there. Ok, there was also a break. Because when you come around a corner and see this sunset, you stop and stare a bit.
That last tempo portion wasn’t a full mile partly because I decided it was too dark to run safely and if I stopped it there, I had a half mile cool down jog to my car. That .7 mile of tempo came in at a 9:27 pace. Somehow I improved going uphill, wonder if I could have held it.
So yeah, ouch. I cut my 6 mile run in half. Ran hard into the reality of how much work I need to do get faster. I felt like toast just after those 3 miles.
However I still have the problem of where to run. Until the highway opens back up, I can’t get to the lake path. I could try the treadmill but I fear it would cause more harm than good. I could keep running them at work until the lake path is available, they would just be way shorter than the plan says. Something is better than nothing right? The days are getting longer so I could the push the tempo portion to be a little longer each week. I was looking forward to working on my training plan and now I just feel foiled. Grrr.
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