Little did I know that my newest harebrained idea was going to involve running marathons on consecutive weekends and following it up with another one 6 weeks later. Definitely qualifying me for Marathon Maniacs and participating in 2 Loopfests to boot!
Fortunately I had a decent base so I was able to modify my 11-week plan into a 10-week plan so that I'd be ready to properly taper for Shamrock and still get 2 20-milers under my belt.
Today I made the epiphany that since I was no longer really gunning for speed or time--but simply to finish--I really should perhaps think a little bit more about my training plan. Or not. I figure I will finish and any sort of extra speed or boost I get from training like I'm going for a 3:32:xx marathon will maybe help me out.
I have no idea what I'm doing.
But that's kind of fun too. I know that my body is physically capable of doing it so I'm just going to stick to my plan. If I can make it through this training cycle and the workouts feel decent, I know that I could have it in me to train for a 3:30:xx at Rehoboth in December. Maybe that's getting too greedy, but the confidence I got in shaving over 17 minutes off my marathon time in a year is hopefully enough to carry me to another PR.
Anyway, I'm feeling relatively good and still have lots of great mojo left from December.
Aside from the fact that I was relegated to the treadmill ALL last week due to weather and well, life, I feel like running is going well for me right now.
I was supposed to do these workouts this week:
Tuesday: 4 @9:12
Thursday: 6 tempo with 4 @7:47
Friday: 4 @9:12
Sunday: 14 @9:12
What I actually did:
Monday: 4 @8:34
Wednesday: 6 speed with 6X800 @ 3:29, 3:26, 3:20, 3:15, 3:09, 3:05
Thursday: 4 total, 3 @8:34, 1 starting at 8:34 and increasing by .1 mph every 1/10th mile to 7:30 pace
Saturday: 14 @8:34
Running on the treadmill definitely keeps me in check both ways. It helps keep me from running my easy runs too fast (well, it's still faster, but not sub-8s) and helps me complete my speedwork when I feel like my stomach is going to come through my esophagus.
I loved doing the 800s though and I felt like a rock star when I finished. Probably because there was a one-person dance party in the lady cave...
The long run was awful though. I had intended to run with Heidi (northern lass) on Saturday morning, but it was crazy storming and I even got 2 flash flood watch warnings texted to my phone. I had a work self-review to complete and I knew I wanted to finish it before Adam got home from work, so I trudged to the 'mill and watched a movie. My Kindle died about 3/4 of the way through and I just said to heck with it and listened to music instead.
I made beer chili:
Lamb with sauteed greens and roasted root veggies:
I even cooked up a little post-run snack on Saturday. Normally I don't pull out pots or pans when I'm cooking for one, but I decided I was worth it (hah!):
The only other excitement this week was that the little fuzzies had to go to the vet for their preventative care. Torrance, the younger BT got out with just shots and a few pokes and prods. Luxy gets a yearly deep clean of her teeth and we had to drop her off as they put her under general anesthesia. Poor pookie had elevated liver levels and they had to do some more tests before they could complete the cleaning. She was not a happy camper when she got home: