This week was mostly bad, although I managed to salvage a decent run this morning in unexpected (but not good) conditions.
Weight Check: 164.8, up 2.0 pounds from last week. Lots of Mountain Dew while I was frantically trying to get everything finished at work before year end, plus some beer, and since I had to do my long run on Sunday, my weigh-in doesn’t include those 10 miles. I know next week won’t be any better, but hopefully I can limit the damage.
Total: 31.26 miles
On Monday, I went out, and my legs were dead. I managed to get through 6 long, miserable miles.
On Tuesday, my legs felt worse than Monday. I cut back my mileage, but my pace was still slower.
On Wednesday, my legs felt even worse than Tuesday. I cut back my mileage again, but my pace was still slower than Tuesday. When I got home I wanted to take all of my running gear, throw it in a pile, and kill it with fire.
Thursday was a planned rest day. I’ve sometimes tried to do some core exercises, like push-ups or planks, on my non-running days, but I figured I’d better just do as little as possible and hope that my body would recover.
Friday I went with the treadmill. I was considering the treadmill for Wednesday’s run, and in retrospect, I really should have tried that, but the forecast for Friday morning had looked really cold, and I couldn’t bear the thought of two treadmill runs in one week. As it turns out, it was around 27 Friday morning, which isn’t very pleasant, but I can handle it. Still, I figured after my previous 3 runs, my legs needed some treadmill time. Also, I made it 5 full miles on the treadmill. I hadn’t done that in a while, and it was definitely a mental thing, so I was kind of proud of myself for that. Of course, the treadmill is still mentally excruciating at any distance.
Saturday would normally be my long run, but we got some freezing rain that morning, and the roads were pretty bad. I probably could have waited until Saturday afternoon when it warmed up a few degrees and the ice melted, but I had stuff going on, so I had to push it back to Sunday.
Sunday, I was surprised to find that, about 24 hours after getting freezing rain, it was 64 degrees and humid. Welcome to June. I still drove over to the McMullen Creek/Four Mile Creek Greenways, and got in the 10 miles I had hoped for. It wasn’t as bad as I expected, but I took it easy, especially since they had turned off all the water fountains for the winter.
Next week, I have no idea what my schedule’s going to be like. I don’t know when my next official weigh-in will be (probably not Sunday morning). I don’t know when I’m headed to see my parents, and I don’t know exactly when I’ll be going from my parents’ house to my sister’s house. Also, because I had to push my long run to Sunday, I might not be able to front-load my week like I normally would try to given the uncertainty. Oh, and I probably won’t be posting my next Weekly Wrap-Up on Christmas Day. The only thing I know for certain is that I’m working Monday and Tuesday, then I won’t be back at work until January 3.
We’ll see how it goes.