Yep, it's Wednesday. That right there tells you all you need to know. Life has been
a little busy insanity...between teaching full time, chiropractor appointments twice a week, running 30+ miles a week, and trying to hold on to the last bit of my social life and sanity...saying I am short on time to blog is an understatement :)
To say that this last week of training was my least favorite might be an understatement. I knew I was bound to have a week or so where my runs weren't as great or a week where I would feel tired of running but my "over it" hit me like a brick wall last week. I had to force myself out the door...I had to force myself to keep running, and I had to force myself not to throw my running shoes in the wood-chipper. (That last one is a lie...I don't have a wood-chipper)
I didn't want to go run, be running, or be sweaty post run. I had a bad attitude. I was angry that I had to spend my free time running in the miserable heat, I was upset that I had to miss out on doing things with friends and family...I was just plain mad at running in general.
Can you tell I was a
little very whiny about it all? ;) The good news is my slump didn't last long. Last week's long run was incredible and left me on cloud 9 and feeling good about my training...and running again.
Monday- Rest day/travel day
After spending 11+ hours in the car driving home from Minnesota it would have probably been good to get out and stretch my legs with a good run...but like I said "I just didn't want to"
Tuesday- 4.25 miles
This was the first of my "I hate running" runs of the week. It was hot...It has been a LOOOONG day back to work after vacation and I was supposed to do sprints at the end of my run. By the time I reached my 4 miles and it was time to do my sprints all I could muster up was one short burst...I quit early...judge away ;)
Wednesday- 7 miles
Thinking about it now...this
swim run was flat out comical...but at the time I wasn't laughing. The heat and humidity had me sweating by .25 miles and it felt as if I were running through quicksand. I almost got hit by a car (a woman who made eye-contact with me at an intersection, seemingly saying "go ahead") turned right, when I thought she was letting me cross and almost hit me in the process. I seriously started run crying...yes, that's a thing...and unfortunately not a first for me. A few miles later I came up behind what looked like a very intoxicated man...who I saw turn to the side and start digging in his pants. I am sure if I had been any closer I would have seen something I could have never unseen....a few miles later I was sure I was going to die of dehydration and stopped at a gas station for a Gatorade. The only kind I wanted (yep, I was being bratty) was in a big bottle...well, try running with a giant bottle of Gatorade...it's uncomfortable. Luckily I was only about 3/4 of a mile from home and I managed to get home without looking too ridiculous. After this run I was pretty sure I was never going to run again :)
Surprise, surprise...my "never running again" lasted a whole day ;) I got up early Friday morning trying to beat the heat. I got outside and went to start my watch and realized it was on upside down...this was also the day that I didn't realize until I got to work that my underwear were on inside out...yep, I have got this thing called life completely figured out.
Sunday- 18 glorious miles
Seriously...if it weren't for Sunday's run I might still be in my funk. After running 18 miles on Sunday morning (and living to tell about it) I realized that this is what it is all about. This is the goal I am working toward. I am asking my body to prepare to run 26.2 miles...I can't expect it to be easy. I can't expect to completely love every run or every week of training. I am going to have those down moments...but I will also have these up moments that make me realize that it is all worth it :)
I also reminded myself of the feeling I had 6 weeks ago when I thought I might have a marathon ending injury...I need to be grateful that I can run and that I can continue to train for this amazing goal I have. Sunday's run got me excited to run this race (in 37 days!!!) and it made me realize that I CAN do this. I WILL be running 26.2 miles and the feeling I will get as I cross the finish line will be worth all of the pain and stress that came with the training. Okay...sentimental runner moment over ;)
Also, on Saturday I hit 800 miles...this was definitely a morale booster :)
I ended my tough week with snuggles with my favorite little maniac. Whenever I am with her I am reminded that all is right in the world. I am so lucky to be her aunt and I am even luckier that her parents trust me to babysit ;)
Have you ever been in a running funk? What helped you to get out of it?