This past week was a little challenging, as far as training was concerned. It was really a case of too many things on my to-do list and not enough hours in the days, with the addition of a long, holiday weekend. I definitely felt overwhelmed, but definitely worked to fit in everything as best I could.
Another thing to note: I am starting to pull in a few different training plans. Having choices makes me feel a little better about the whole marathon thing. All of the plans focus on three days of running: one regular 3-5 mile run, one speed work run and one long run, with recoveries and rests built in. According to the two schedules I have, I am already several weeks along in the training process, and that makes everything not quite so daunting. So much of this is going to be mental for me. I hope I’m up to the challenge.
Sunday – Sunday was a complete write off. Working with about 4 hours of sleep and a 2 hour drive home, I was more than happy to put on some yoga pants and enjoy time on the couch.
Monday – Rest day. I was still catching up.
Tuesday – I really thought I would be good and get up extra early to run before my yoga class, but it didn’t happen. The class wasn’t as intense with the weights this week, but it did run for an extra 15 minutes. When I got home, I was feeling a bit on the flexible side, so I had little man take a few pictures for me.
Despite that, I was still feeling a little guilty, so after dinner, I went out to fit in a 3 miler. It was brutal out, but somehow, I managed to get my fastest pace in quite some time. Funny how that works.
Wednesday – Sunrise yoga. We started the class with two people and ended up with five, which was really nice. I enjoy the quiet, smaller classes, but I also love the energy from more people. The practice was amazing, complemented by the beautiful sky, and when it was over, the instructor wanted to play around a bit. Normally, this would be the time where I stand back and let everyone else do their thing, cheering quietly from the sidelines, but for some reason, I was in an experimental mood. And then this happened.
Which falls into the category of OMGHOWDIDTHISHAPPEN???!!!? I was terrified that I would do some lasting damage to the instructor (I was putting what felt like a lot of weight on her ankles), but she swore up and down that there was pretty much no way I could hurt her. So I let go of the fear and the doubt and I tried. In the interest of full disclosure, I did freak out pretty quickly and had to drop my feet, but no one actually fell, and I did it! Coolest. Feeling. Ever. I can’t wait to see what happens next week.
Thursday – rest
Friday – I got up a little late, but headed out for 3.1 miles anyway. I was a little disappointed to miss out on either of the two semi-local races, but there’s always next year.
Saturday – Long run day! Five miles on the bridge. I guess everyone was recovering from the 4th of July festivities because no one was out there until my last mile or so. I didn’t mind. It was nice to have some thinking time.
Our schedule is going to be even crazier next week, so hopefully I can get everything done. With some shifting and shuffling, I should be ok. One foot in front of the other, right?
How do you choose a training plan?
Tell me about some kind of challenge you rocked recently.