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Week 42- Strong Start

Upcoming Races-

Rock N Roll Las Vegas 5K
Rock N Roll Las Vegas 13.1!!!!!

I was feeling pretty good after last week’s race- my quads were a little sore but the residual excitement of running a good race made that seem like nothing. I was looking forward to jumping right back on the training band wagon. My only concern was that I knew I was drastically cutting back on my thyroid medication so I wasn’t sure how that was going to hit me. I was choosing to be optimistic though.

Monday- 3 miles I had the day off of work and maybe my mind had written a bigger check than my legs could cash. I slept late in the morning and headed out for a run in the afternoon. I was hoping for 5 miles. My legs were so not on board. It’s when I really knew my quads were feeling the race. I cracked a joke on Twitter that if there was record for taking breaks in a 3 mile run I just broke it. 😛

Tuesday- Chaos errr, I mean rest. I didn’t get off work until well past 6. I don’t really think I sat down. I took the bare minimum required lunch. It wasn’t that it was super busy but we were down a person so things got a little hectic.

Wednesday- 2.25 miles Ran a little late getting off work again. I really need to get more reflective gear and figure out how to put my blinking lights on my Orange Mud packs now that I don’t run with a belt. Ok, I also need to find them. I am pretty sure they are in my car somewhere. 😛

Thursday- 3.5 miles ish I think? I accidentally paused my GPS a block into my run and didn’t notice it for about 4-5 blocks. Then my Garmin tried to die around 2.5 so I stopped and saved it before starting it again and running on. I ran in work town so I had plenty of light but damn that last uphill takes a lot out of me.

Friday- Nah Open to close. And a moment of oddness. I was feeling super tired by weeks end but I was chalking to up to the medication change. Then as I was walking from my desk to a cabinet I had a moment where the whole world spun and tilted. Apparently it was fairly obvious because a coworker yelled out “grab the counter”. WTH? I stayed upright but it was touch and go there for a moment.

Saturday- Rest The Pioneer Day Parade was happening in town so I knew my long run was not happening in the morning. Trying to dodge the parade crowds and rerouted traffic just sounded like a recipe for disaster so I was more than happy to turn off my alarm and sleep in obscenely late.

Sunday- Fail I set my alarm for an early morning run but things were not ok when I woke up. My stomach was horrible but that I could have rolled with. My stomach is jacked up 85% of the time. What I couldn’t roll with was the dizzy spells that had come back accompanied by nausea. I thought about trying to run anyways but decided that would be stupid and just crawled back into bed. I was hoping I would feel well enough to try for a few miles in the afternoon before my little brother’s birthday dinner but it didn’t happen. Instead I watched an obscene amount of Battlestar.

So just shy of 9? Over 9? I have no idea. Either way, the week started out fine and ended with a whiny- I just want to run! Grrrr. The dizziness is odd, not sure if I am coming down with something or if is the change in medication. Hopefully the mostly sitting in a dark room today took care of it.

How was your week?

Weekly Recap 11-Slap Happy

Upcoming Races:

Livermore 13.1 -March 26!!
Destination Races Santa Barbara 13.1- May 13
Rock N Roll San Diego 13.1 June 4

So yeah, last week was odd. Don’t get me wrong, it was a good week. I got a lot done at work, more things were completed in preparation for the merger- those all turned into funny situations too. I got in a good run and a creepy run. My stomach was a total asshat at the beginning of the week and I was abnormally tired but I was in a super good mood most of the week. Maybe I should have realized that was a sign of things to come but I’ve never been too good at actually listening to my body. I mean for crying out loud Friday’s post went up unfinished! Sorry about that by the way. 😞

Monday- 4.25 miles– I love daylight savings. I headed to home town after work and was able to run this entire run in full sunlight. I took it really slow in the beginning as this was my first run in the new PureFlow’s. From there I ended up running a nice (for these days) progressive 4 miles- 13:22, 11:04, 10:37, 9:06. I say these days because that same day Timehop also reminded me that 3 years previously I set my unofficial 5K PB of 26:35. Which is a far cry from the 11:00 ave pace of this run.

Tuesday- Rest/ Detox Yoga– I got so damn tired on the drive home from work that I stopped at Target and wandered around it a bit in order to wake up. My stomach had been horrible since Sunday so once home I tried some yoga to help ease some of the pressure.

Wednesday- Rest- Stretching/Foam Rolling– My stomach was still being a total butt face and work went a little late so I just decided a low key night was in order.

Thursday- 3.5 miles- Creeper alert! I headed to the lake path after work and was hoping for 5 miles. There were more people out taking advantage of the extra daylight. My legs were a little sore. I’d worn flats a couple days this week plus breaking in the PureFlow’s with 4mm drop made for some sore calves. Not enough to deter my run though. What did was the creeper in the gold Thunderbird who slowed while driving past me then parked blocking my path. Cars park on the path all the time so I wasn’t totally weird-ed out yet, only halfway there. When I ran around the car, which reeked of pot and engine grease, as I cleared it- it revved the engine. It then peeled out, spinning dirt everywhere, slowed while passing me again before squealing it’s tires again as it turned up a street. All right, peace out, I’m done. It might have had nothing to do with me but I wasn’t taking that chance. I managed to find a group of Eagle scouts out for a stroll and put myself in front of them. I tried to stay near their group while I got back to my car but I also didn’t want to turn into the creeper.

Friday- Rest- I worked open to close and towards the end of the day I was getting slap happy. I was having troubles putting words together properly. Which should have been a sign. Some people get cranky when they are getting sick, I get slap happy. Yet it still didn’t dawn on me until that night when my throat really started hurting, my nose stopped working and pressure built between my ears. Oh crap.

Saturday/ Sunday- Sick My alarm went off for my long run on Saturday morning but I could barely move. Seriously, my face hurt where the ends of my hair touched it. My whole body ached there was no way I was running 10-11 miles. I shut it off and thought maybe I could run in the afternoon, ha! I barely moved all day. I may have watched more than a few episodes of The Iron Fist on Netflix. Sunday rolled around and while I hurt a little less I was nowhere near running shape. Boo.

So yeah, 7.75 miles for the week. I am trying not to freak out while I type that. I have Livermore Half in just 7 days and I really wanted another double digit run before race day. Plus that weekly mileage looks sad. This was not the week I had been planning. I’d actually planned on moving back to running 4x a week but instead I ran just twice. Grrr.

And now I still can’t breathe and my eyes are crossing as I finish this recap. So with that I will sign off.

Tell me about your week?

Do anything fun this weekend?

The Slowest Mile

Happy Sunday!

I took Thursday and Friday as rest days. I had planned for a 8-10 mile run on Saturday. Yeah, that didn’t happen. Call it another rest day. Which was not so good because my lunch may have looked likethis-

Saturday night I was up late reading again, oops, so my alarm was quickly slapped in the morning. I had a BBQ to attend for work in the early afternoon. The weather was amazing and the view of the ocean from their back yard was awesome. I would have taken pictures but I felt that wasn’t cool doing that at an executives home. My ride had to be back early but even the short amount of time in the sun was too much. I guess when they put warning labels on medicine, they mean business.

I headed to the gym hoping for 8 miles but knowing that 6 was more realistic. Ha!! 4 very sluggish miles were all I could do. I warmed up with 1/2 mile walk then alternated between a 6.00 run and 3.8 walk. It was rough from the start. I never hit a groove, and it was all I could do to complete the 4. This not feeling well crap is beginning to make me cranky. I tried my Garmin again on the treadmill. I thought I turned off the GPS but apparently not. So I present to you the slowest mile, and actually it’s not even a mile-

Nice. Splits- 12:43, 10:56, 10:33, 10:41 — Nice.
Splits- 12:43, 10:56, 10:33, 10:41

So it is looking like I will end up with a 2 week taper for Ventura. I can’t decide if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. It’s closer to how I trained last year but I feel anxious missing that last long run.

Work has been a little stressful these last few weeks. My boss was offered a position at another location so now I have a new boss. So far it’s all good and I even took 2 full hour lunches last week, I almost didn’t know what to do with myself. Overall though, it still leaves you feeling a little wonky. I admit that I make poor food choices when stressed, so last week didn’t help that. Combine that with less running and I feel like even more of a Slacker than usual. It’s temporary and I will get back on track. Think positive right?

Hope everyone is having a good weekend! Do anything fun?

Ever have a training flub this close to race day?