I wish I could report that I was feeling more motivated/stronger than ever/ready to tackle that half marathon in 10 days but, sadly, I am not.
Four days of run training I had scheduled…let’s start with the good, shall we?
2 x 2.5mile (ish) runs – one hill training & one speed session.
I really actually enjoyed this. I’m living back with my parents until I move to Melbourne in three weeks (more details on that in another post) and my gym – Virgin Active is conveniently around the corner. I got to the gym, hopped on a treadmill, selected a hill workout, entered in the required distance and began. The first 2 hills I find are always a bit challenging as my breathing adjusts; however, I really pushed myself and ran most of it at a pace of 10.5 km/h with an incline of at 6%. I was truly sweating after it but I enjoyed it. I felt strong.
Again, I took myself to Virgin Active and hopped on a treadmill. I was short on time as it was before work and had woken up late, so I think I only did around 1.5 miles. An easy 1 mile warm up, and then 5 x 200m sprints. Done at a speed of 15 km/h. Again, I was pretty sweaty and breathless after it, but I felt great!
Now, let’s get on to the bad…
All planned long runs since the 12 miles I did on my birthday nine days ago have been emotional, stressful and worryingly difficult. My training plan had 5 miles scheduled for the Monday, but I was so tired from the 12 I did on the Sunday that I knew it wasn’t going to happen, so I switched it around. Those 5 miles never happened.
Last week, the scheduled long run was 11 miles. If you’re based in the UK, you’ll know we’ve had some pretty delicious weather – 24 degrees Celsius and higher! I’m not complaining about the sunshine (and the much needed increase in Vitamin D!) but it makes it pretty hard to run anything longer than 4 miles in those temperatures. On Saturday, I was determined to get some milage in. However, the weather wouldn’t cooperate and there was intermittent downpours between 7 and 10AM. It was looking like blue skies at 10, so I went out…only to come back home, 2 miles later, drenched. Argh! I was so frustrated and upset; I did Yogify’s 45 minute Walk The Plank class to calm myself down and de-stress.
On Sunday, I was even more determined to get some miles in. It’d been a week since I’d done anything over 2 miles! I’m so worried that my body will forget how to run long distances!! I put my kit on, and headed out the door. Luckily, (or not so luckily) the weather was beautiful on Sunday – a little too beautiful: it was 22 degrees by 9 am. I started running at around 11, and by that time it was 25 degrees. Hot.
I never knew how hilly the area my parents live in was until I started running around it. I was in the fields in this gorgeous park about 2 miles from where my parents live – that leads to a bigger park with great trails for running. Some of the views were breathtaking – deserted, calm ponds, buildings that time has forgotten…it was nice to be running on a trail and not on the road, that’s for sure. It wasn’t so nice to be running up and down hills of all shapes and sizes – from slight 1.5% inclines to evil 4% inclines. It was slow, hard work, but I managed just under 6 miles before deciding to stop and head home for about a gallon of water.
I feel exhausted. I think my body is telling me to rest, but the
thoughts demons in my mind are telling me to keep training & running long miles at least twice before the half.
This week’s schedule has a few rest days and one long run…I really hope I can do it, although a few of the wonderfully helpful girls from Team Naturally Run have given me advice and told me to reeeeelaaaaaaax, rest up and trust my body’s ability to run 13.1 miles, given the training I’ve done thus far.
Whoever knew half marathon training was such an emotional roller coaster?!
What do you think? How do you train in the last two weeks before an event?!