Think I am going to make my motto for the rest of the year to just roll with it. And roll and roll. And now I’m singing that song from Clueless.
Monday- 3 miles I headed out after work to get in some miles. I was still feeling a little bit of the migraine fog. By the time I felt like I was finally warmed up and moving my legs, I was already done. Maybe I should have run more but I also didn’t want to push it.
Tuesday- Thursday- Rough I knew I had off site training for work so I knew running was going to be tricky. I was hoping to get in a run or 2 in a new town but what I didn’t anticipate was the massive flare up my GI disorder. That was fun. Food and I were enemies. Even taking myself to Jamba the last day of training didn’t work. I was also starting to rethink my weekend plans.
*See, I thought I needed incentive to run 10 miles this weekend. So I looked online and guess what? There was a race in Huntington Beach! Nothing like drive 5 hours to run 10 miles. 😂
But I also was accepting that I was not ok. So I dropped to the 10k.
Oh-I did hop on the bike on Tuesday for a few miles.
Friday- Rest I felt a tiny bit better but still felt like I had made the right choice downgrading.
Saturday- Surf City 10! Recap to come.
Sunday- Shopping That counts as cardio right? I stopped at an outlet mall that I ‘ve driven past for years. It was amazing! I walked all over and shopped til I dropped. I bought running pants so fall weather, come on out!
11.7 ish miles for the week. I am winning at under trained. Ha!
7/20 Vintners 5 Mile or Rock to Pier 10K (not looking good)
10/ 6 RnR San Jose (Thanks BibRave!)
I started the week with some drag and dropping of my training plan on Final Surge. I appreciate this feature with my training plan but the last few weeks, the ease of changing has enabled my inner Slacker to be even more Slacker like. I had a work function on Thursday and I knew I had to make adjustments for that.
I’ve also fallen into the bad habit of reading other blogs, but not commenting- I’m sorry! I’ve also stalled out in the book I am reading and the book I am listening to. May I should have called this post “Stall” since I kind of feel like that describes my running too the past few weeks.
Plan vs Reality
Monday 2.5 miles w/ strides/ 2.5 miles w/strides I had originally thought about moving my hardest workout of the week to Monday but I was still dealing with migraine fog so I am glad I didn’t. I headed to the lake path for a few easy miles with 6 strides… or 7, I kind of lost count. My mom was out there too, she decide to join me and do a few laps of the lake herself.
Tuesday 1.5 miles/ 1.5 miles I am really beginning to love these easy days. I am starting to realize that not every run has to be long to be worthwhile. Any movement is good movement. Sometimes I forget this.
Wednesday- 1.5 up/down, 2x 2mile repeats/ 1.4 up/down, 2x 2 mile repeats I was scared of this workout. I didn’t think I could do it. I have also been starting to realize that I may have over reached with my goal for Oaktown Half and may need to adjust my pace settings. My goal for this workout was for each repeat to be at 10k pace- 9:32-9:49. I’m not there yet. But I tried- the miles ranged from 9:58 – 10:21. And they were hard. So hard. Oh did I mention it was almost 90 and I forgot water too?
Thursday- 1.5 miles/ Mixer I had a feeling I wouldn’t run today due the mixer for work and that proved true.
Friday- 1.5 miles/ lazy I originally planned on doubling up for this run and running 3 miles to make up for Thursday. Work was a little crazy and I ended up staying til close. I have a feeling I will likely do that most times I open- I feel guilty leaving before closing. Then I was just kind of done.
Saturday- 9 miles/ 3.1 miles I was supposed to run my long run for the week but the snooze button was too tempting. So instead I headed out for a very easy 3 miler in the heat of the day. 95*- so much fun.
Sunday- Rest/ 5.5 miles Once again, I was too friendly with the snooze button. Even as I was lying in bed, I knew I was just screwing myself over and only had myself to blame. Then as the day progressed and the temp rose, I was tempted to just bail on the run. However, after an internal argument, I made myself go for a run. Just run and see what happened. Well, it was 90* so what I got was a sluggish 5.5 miles. However that was better than being lazy.
So 18.4 /21.5 miles for the week and more red than green on my training calendar. Also a good amount of irritation with myself.
As long as I’ve had this blog, I’ve worked in the same location and commuted on the daily. In the beginning it didn’t effect my running. In later years, I am not so sure. I really could just be that lazy. 😛
Prior to that I had somehow managed to work within a mile or 2 of home since I was a teenager. Numerous things changed over the years but I managed keep a short drive throughout. I hated long drives, who would want to?
Then I earned a promotion and transferred 30 miles away. And those 30 miles took between 45 minutes to an hour. Yet, I didn’t hate it. Suddenly things didn’t seem so far away. My temper calmed down too. Hmmm. It helped that I worked with some truly awesome people over the years.
On Wednesday, I said goodbye to those people and that office. Goodbye to some great customers. Goodbye cute little beach town, thanks for making me like the ocean. So long, nice, mostly regular breezy temps. But that also means goodbye to filling my tank so often as gas prices average in the 4’s these days.
Hello to opportunity. Hello, new office with other great people. Hello to a much shorter drive. Hello promotion. 😀
I realize that I am my own worst enemy when it comes to training and even though I can admit that, fixing it is another story.
The week had some work stresses and some good news but that also brings a kind of stress as well. A good one but it allowed me to rationalize too much Slacker-ness. And pizza.
In nerdy news, I finished my re-watch of the majority of the Marvel movies over the weekend. Bring on Endgame!
Monday- Nada I need to run on Monday’s just to combat my own laziness for the rest of the week but I didn’t. Instead I finished my parent’s taxes. Does raising your blood pressure count as exercise?
Tuesday- 3.1 miles/ Liift4/ Transform20 I had a doctor’s appointment late in the day but I had planned on running. Then the appointment ran way late and I was coming up with every reason to skip my run. I was tired, it was late, I had to pee, it was Bibchat night, etc. I drove past run town and kept going. When I made it home town, I made a sudden freeway exit and headed for the river path. I told myself to get out of my own way and just run. It was a surprisingly decent 5K. I would have run more but I really did have to pee.
I did a few more workouts once I was home.
Wednesday-Nada I was feeling sore from doing 3 workouts the previous day but I had planned on running. However the weather changed that when it knocked down a tree which took down power lines and started a couple fires in the State Park. Which is where I planned on running. Yeah, I could have run somewhere else but that seemed like a pretty big sign.
Thursday- Rollercoaster I should stop planning. I got some great news which had me pumped and nervous. My mother also gave herself a concussion again so I spent the day checking on her via text and then headed home right after work to see how she was in person.
Friday- Still riding the emotional rollercoaster.
Saturday- 5 miles I had aimed to complete my long run on Saturday but when my cell and then my work cell both started ringing in the predawn hours, my day was thrown off. I didn’t sleep well and ended up napping more than I should have in the afternoon. Part of me considering skipping my run entirely but I laced up anyways. Blisters not withstanding, it was a surpisingly good run. I stopped twice to put more BodyGlide on my heels but the damage was done. Maybe I should give barefoot running a try?
Sunday- 6.2 miles/ yoga Long run fail. I overslept in the morning so that meant I had to run before Easter dinner. Which might have been fine except for lunch. I went to lunch with my mother and brother but we chose a place that I know tends to screw with my stomach. I ate less than I normally would but it wasn’t enough to stave the inevitable. I was sick a few times before I headed out to run. I was hoping things had calmed down but I was wrong. I was barely 2 miles into my run when my stomach protested. I tried run/walk intervals but those gave way to just walking. And deep breathing. I eventually admitted it wasn’t happening so I just slow crawled back to my car.
14.26 miles for the week. No, I am not concerned about next week’s half at all.