Training Log: 7.28.14 – 8.03.14

by Sara on August 3, 2014

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Normally I don’t like to run on Mondays.  Ok that’s not true I used to love to run on Mondays it was a great start to my week.  Ever since we started doing long runs on Sundays though, Monday has been a rest day and I love it.  Except last weekend I didn’t get in the miles I wanted to so I figured a nice hard run on Monday would make up for that.  Plus I knew I wanted my last run before Saturday’s race to be on Wednesday.  I ended up with two relatively hard workouts and a lot of rest days.  It’s not my ideal race week plan but, I can’t really complain with the race results so I guess it worked.

Monday – 6 miles w/ 2 at tempo pace.
I’m rounding up, the actual distance if you want to be nit-picky was 5.89, but I am working on ways to be less nit-picky in my life so I say why do things always have to be so exact.  It’s been a while since I’ve done a tempo run, and it was on a super hot and humid day back in June.  The pace was terrible, or terrible for what I wanted it to be, and my training has been so spastic lately I’ve usually been opting for shorter intervals over tempo paces.  Monday for some reason it just sounded like the right thing to do, so I went with it.  After a solid 2 mile warm up, I picked up the pace and hoped I could stick somewhere between 8:00 and 8:15.  Anything between those two numbers I would be happy with.  I ran on feel, making sure I wasn’t all out sprinting and was pretty shocked when I saw my watch showing 7:55 pace.  It was hard, and going into the second mile I wasn’t even sure I could maintain that pace.  So many times I wanted to quit.  I thought I had nothing left in me, I thought there was no way I could make it through the entire 2nd mile, I thought I was going to throw up if I kept going.  But once I was halfway done with that second mile I just kept thinking, “you cannot quit now, you have come this far you cannot quit”.  I didn’t want to write this recap and say that I couldn’t do it.  I didn’t want to go home and tell Ralph I couldn’t do it.  So I pushed, and made it through that second mile in 7:59.  So my tempo skills have a lot to be worked out, but honestly I can’t really expect to just bust out some amazing times with a ton of training.  It took me a long time to get where I was last year and I’m only just now scratching the surface of getting back that speed.  I’ve got a long way to go.

Tuesday4 easy miles nothing

Wednesday – 5 miles w/ hill repeats.
Everything about work on Wednesday sucked so hard {just trying to keep it real here people} and normally, a bad work day pushes me the hardest when I run.  Nothing feels better than taking every frustration, every angry moment, every sucky situation and using it as fuel to kick harder and run faster.  For some reason my bad mood was having the opposite effect on my running last week and I wanted instead to sit on the couch with a glass of wine and never get up.  Ralph and I had plans to go to the track but once we got there I realized I hadn’t planed out paces for the ladder workout I wanted to do.  We decided instead to do hill repeats but I couldn’t even decide how long to do them or where to start.  I was a mess.  It took a few minutes and Ralph telling me to just let go of everything, but we finally started and once we did I was able to get into it.  We did 9 repeats in sets of 3, the first 3 to a point somewhat near the top, the second 3 to a spot a little closer and then the last 3 the entire hill.  I don’t ever time hill repeats, I kept my watch on to track our distance but that’s all.  I run them for effort, picking up the pace as we near the top until you’re at an almost sprint by the end, and then jog back down to recover.  It kicked my butt so hard.

SaturdayHot Run in the Summertime 5k.  Race Recap will be going up tomorrow but it was equal parts terrible and amazing as any good 5k should be.

As much as I want to give myself credit for getting in some hard workouts this week I still know that I have been slacking and need to make time for my long runs and stick to my schedule.  If I have big goals I have to be willing to put in the work to get there.  Part of this constant battle to “find the balance in life” jazz is figuring out when I should skip a run with out feeling guilty, and when I need to stop making excuses and get my ass out the door.  I can’t really beat myself up too much about last weekend because it was a once in a lifetime thing {one of my best friend’s bachelorette parties & wedding shower} that I would happily skip a run for.  A few weeks ago it was an actual wedding.  I have to give myself more credit sometimes and realize I cannot do everything.  Even though I really want to be able to, it just doesn’t work that way.  Now though, now is the time to really push myself and make big things happen.

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