Week 9… how is that possible?
Last week was odd. I had to cover another location for a few hours on Monday, and my tire pressure light was on. Not cool when you’re driving all over the county and it’s raining. Oh and I had all my tires checked, rotated balanced the previous week. Grrrr. I was supposed to have 2 vacation days due to a tennis trip but it was canceled due to projected rain so I canceled of those vacation days. The weather was hard to get a handle on as no app or meteorologist could it get it right. There were other things that added to a very scattered feeling week. I still feel like I am forgetting something.
Oh and after getting my air checked on Monday, my tires were fine until Sunday when the damn light came on again. There’s a stinkin’ nail in my tire.
Monday -Wednesday- No Running There should have been but there wasn’t and right now I can’t remember if any of the reasons were actually really good reasons for not running. I know one day work ran really late but as for the others?
Thursday– The vacation day I gave back. Boo.
Friday- 6 miles The vacation day I kept as a kind of mental health day. I slept in and headed out for a run in the afternoon. It looked clear on the weather app but it lied. It rained off and on the whole run. I wanted 7-8 miles but I was so damn cold I couldn’t. 6 rainy miles were good for me.
Saturday- 6 AM miles, 11 PM miles-17 miles total Hit the snooze button a few too many times and I knew I was splitting my run but it wasn’t supposed to be like this. It was supposed to be 13 AM and 4 PM. However, again the weather app lied.
I headed out in the AM planning for 13 but my legs were feeling a little sluggish and my stomach was a little off in a weird way. At mile 4, I rerouted and reversed my middle loop so I would hit the park with the bathrooms around mile 6 instead of mile 10. All hell broke loose just after mile 5. It started with a few drops of rain followed by a few more then the skies opened and just dumped buckets of rain and hail. Girls running a track race down the street past me started screaming, I tried to run for cover as hail was bouncing off cars. My shoes were drenched with moments as well as both pairs of socks. I had a choice to make- try to push on or bail. It was the shoes that decided it for me. I don’t want a blister with only 8 weeks of training left. I also knew I’d passed the high school a mile back and my mother had a tennis practice that she was probably canceling too. I had a small window to hitch a ride. I called her as I ran for cover under some solar panels dodging giant puddles.
After lunch and a short nap, I headed out to finish my run. Oh good lord, my legs were not on board. This was struggle bus from start to finish. The sun was out but half the miles were in a flippin’ wind tunnel and the other half had zero air movement. It was a slog. Nothing hurt, my legs just didn’t want to work and my little break had let me figure out what was wrong with my stomach, a surprise visit of the hormone variety, so my stomach was still not right and I was feeling more fatigue than usual so I just let it ride. I basically crawled 11 miles. Ok, it wasn’t that bad it just felt like it. But I finished it.
Sunday – 3.5 mile trails Took my shakeout run to the rails. Went for elevation gain over pace. Which was my original thought process back when I created my training plan but considering this is week 9 and it’s the first time I got my butt up a mountain- oops. Every time I’m out on the trails, I remember how much I love getting my shoes dirty.
26.59 miles for the week. So now if I could just figure out how to get the beginning of the weeks on track. 😛
How was your week?