I've had lots of posts about the kiddos lately and have been very remiss about posting my training. And there is a very good reason for that.
My training of late has been sucking ass.
The week before last week I didn't get in a long run and only managed 31 miles. I don't think I have run that little since sometime last summer.
My resolve of late has weakened. Usually I can make myself run even when I don't feel like it or something hurts or the weather sucks.Whatever. I can almost always make myself get it done. But it would seem I have developed this attitude of why do it if it is going to make me miserable?
Normally, when I am loathe to do a run, I still know that even if I do it I will feel better afterwards. But since it has been so cold I know going in that this will not be the case. I will be miserable while I run and cold and wet and tired after I finish. Even on a bad run on a nice day I will finish happy. But a bitterly cold and windy day? I just finish as miserable if not more miserable when I started. Why do it? Why bother?
That is what I say to myself and have been saying. I go out there but decide a few miles in that I am only doing 10 miles or eight and that is because all I can stand is about an hour or so of running in this weather--which to some, I know, isn't all that bad. But to me it is.
So while last week was just a total wash--3 mid length runs and no long run or speed work--this week just a tad better.
Sunday: Started off well enough. Took Lola for a 2 mile run and then I ran 6 alone without her.
Monday: 10 miles in the morning and then took Lola and the kids for a 2 mile walk in the afternoon.
Tuesday: I can't remember but I am pretty certain I didn't do anything. I was so busy I just couldn't work it in.
Wednesday: Again really busy with the vday holiday crap I couldn't get a workout it in.
Thursday: Was planning on trying to do 18 or so but ended up doing 8 in the morning. I just didn't like being out there. I went to the gym in the afternoon and did a 10k on the treadmill in just a hair under 46 minutes. So I felt pretty good about that. I did leg and upper body weights.
Friday: Gym in the morning. I was so tired and it took some convincing to get me on the treadmill. I warmed up for 20 minutes on the elliptical and then ran for 30 minutes on the treadmill. I did one mile in just under 7 but varied the rest between a 7 minute pace and walking. I ended up doing around 3.5 miles in 30 minutes. Called it a day. I felt like I was getting a stomach bug in the evening but ended up being fine. So maybe I had a touch of something.
Saturday: We had the party we were suppose to have last week last night. We also had Carmella's gymnastic party in the afternoon. I had wanted to do 20 miles but ran out of time. It took me over four hours to clean my house and get everything set up for the party so I just didn't have the 3 hours I needed for a long run--not that I had the energy to run for 3 hours by that point anyway. So I ran 10 miles and then came and got Lola and ran her a fast 2 miles. Not sure of our pace but we ran pretty hard. I had to drag her a little. I am sure I won't be faster than her for long.
MPW: 47 and no long run, again. But at least I got some speed work in.
On to next week.