Apologies for failing to post this yesterday–it was Mardi Gras here in New Orleans, and it completely slipped my mind!
Anyway, here’s how the last week of training went:
Monday: Nothing, again. Mondays are tough!
Tuesday: 30 minutes with 2:1 intervals; 15:52 overall pace
Wednesday: Attempted speed work, but cut short due to horrible thigh pain
Thursday: Rest to allow thigh to recover
Friday: 30 minutes with 2:1 intervals; 15:12 overall pace
Saturday: Nothing; Endymion parade festivities all day!
Sunday: 4.5 mile run, 2:1 intervals; 15:38 overall pace
I still haven’t managed to follow my training plan exactly, but I’m still pleased with last week’s effort.
I was pretty bummed about Wednesday; I was excited to do my speed work, but about 3 minutes in, I got this horrible pain in my right thigh/groin area. I tried to walk it out, but nothing helped. It didn’t hurt when I was just walking, but as soon as I’d try to run, the pain was excruciating. It still hurt a bit the next day, so I opted to just let it rest for another day. Fortunately, it felt fine on Friday and I had a great run!
As I wrote on Monday, Saturday was spent with Endymion festivities all day. Even though I only drank about half a beer all day, the entire day just wore me out and I felt like utter doodoo when I woke up on Sunday morning. I contemplated putting the run off until later in the day, but I knew it wouldn’t happen at all if I did that, so I sucked it up and just went for it. It was in the 40’s on Sunday morning (freezing to me!) so I had on a long-sleeve tech shirt, thin running jacket, and a hat with my Go Warm running tights (love Old [email protected]!). Of course, it was a beautiful day and the sun was out full force, so within about 10 minutes I’d removed my hat and jacket and pushed up my sleeves. I hate running with my jacket around my waist, so I put the hat and jacket on a bench and hoped no one would take them.
The first 2 miles were seriously a test of my will–I absolutely wanted to quit! I knew that I’d be pissed at myself if I gave up though, so I trudged forward and didn’t worry about how fast or slow I was moving. The point was just to get the distance! I finally started to feel better around the 2 mile point though, and the last couple of miles went by much quicker. Check out my splits!
As you can see, my pace picked up as I felt better; Mile 4 is slower because I walked through a couple of run intervals, but my legs were just tired. I probably could have run them if I’d really tried, though it would have been slooooow.
All in all, I’m pleased with how my training is going so far. Looking forward to this week!