That was officially the fastest week of my life. Did a weekend just happen? Where am I?
Week 4 Grade: In the end I give it an A, but it had D- potential for awhile there.
I had the added stress of a sick kiddo all week. As some of you know she had strep, followed by an allergic reaction to her strep meds, followed by a stomach flu. Good times in my house. Mr. Salt also had said stomach flu and it has been trying to catch me all weekend. So far I’ve been mostly successful in outrunning it. ::fingers crossed::
Monday, January 12: Okay so this was fun. We had a little bit of an ice storm overnight. Nothing too terrible. I think schools opened 2 hours late. I, of course, had to be to work on time so I didn’t even think that the gym might be impacted by the weather. The sidewalk outside my house was a little icy, but the roads were fine as far as I could tell. I arrived at around 20 to 6 (Body Pump is at 6) to a mostly empty parking lot and the cars that were there were still running with their drivers inside. This didn’t look good.
In the end, the gym ended up opening at 6 due to the weather and Pump class was canceled. I only had time to get in about a half hour on the elliptical, which is better than nothing I guess. Mostly I was just pissed that I woke up at 5:20 for no reason.
Tuesday, January 13: 3 Miles. I did some easy 400m intervals (7:34 pace) and then got on the elliptical again for 15 minutes. Some ab work in the evening after Betty went to sleep. It was a low key day.
Wednesday, January 14: 6 Mile pace. This run felt great even though II failed at it miserably because my goal pace is NOT 8:01. I need to learn how to slow down for these pace runs. In the evening I went to a yoga class and it was wonderful.
Thursday, January 15: I lost my mind. I really wanted to get in some good strength training this week and there is another 6am Pump class on Thursdays. Also I was supposed to run 3 miles. Also I was supposed to be to work at the usual time.
So I woke up at quarter of 5, got to the gym by 5:10, ran 3 miles (8:12), cleaned up a bit, and then went to Pump class. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a little badass. And completely exhausted by Thursday night.
Friday, January 16: I deserved this rest day so hard. Oh and…
100 Days Until Race Day!!!
Saturday, January 17: I had a dilemma. I hadn’t run a race since November and there was a 5K for a very good cause – that would be the Maryland Special Olympics – that I wanted to participate in.
I cannot resist a race called “Freeze Your Buns”. The problem was that Hal said 11 miles that morning. So what do I do?
I decided to do the race on Saturday and move my long run to Sunday. I will have a full recap of the race soon. Let’s just say that I don’t think I’ve felt that horrible during a race EVER, but I still managed to come in first in my age group.
I look rough. I felt SO rough.
Sunday, January 18: Winter hates me and it wants to make it as difficult as possible for me to train for this marathon. The forecast for Sunday morning called for rain. It was supposed to start at around 8am. So I set my alarm for 6 thinking that this would give me plenty of time to get my 11 mile long run done.
My alarm went off at 6 and OMG I was totally nauseous. NOOOOOOO OH GOD NOT THE STOMACH FLU. There was no way I was running right then, but I knew my window was so small if I wanted to get this done in dry weather. (At the time I had no idea it was raining already.) I decided to go back to sleep for a couple hours to see if that would help.
9am rolled around and I felt better, but by then freezing rain had been falling and apparently the sidewalks were really icy. I know some of you are hardcore and probably cool with running on ice, but I’m not one of those people. I packed up a bag for the gym and resigned myself to the fact that I would be running 11 miles on the treadmill.
Except then I didn’t even get off my street. As I got to the top of the drive two of my neighbors flagged me down. One of them, this really sweet girl, had gotten her car stuck in the middle of the road. She had been trying to get up the hill and slid back down so that she was perpendicular to the curb. Another neighbor pointed down the street the other way and my jaw dropped as I saw one car UP ON THE SIDEWALK plus about 6 others stranded in the middle of the hill. Sirens were blaring everywhere. Obviously I was not going anywhere for a little while. No one saw this storm coming. It was insane.
So I came home, made breakfast, played with Betty, cleaned and organized my office, and finally someone salted the road and it was safer to go out.
And that’s the story of how I ran my longest run of the year so far (and the longest one using this watch!) on the freaking treadmill. In hindsight, I’m glad I was nauseous at 6am because the bad weather had already started. It would have been no fun to run in that mess and if something bad had happened Mr. Salt wouldn’t have been able to get to me.
All bad weather and icky illnesses aside, my workouts this week were mostly positive and I have been sticking strong to my less-sugar/less-wine plan. Physically I feel great aside from a big blister on my toe and a strain in my left glute, but more on that in another post. I know the world is very excited to hear about my butt.
Week 4 Total Mileage: 26 + some change
Has the winter weather thrown you for a loop recently? Did you experience this crazy ice storm? What’s the longest you’ve ever run on a treadmill?
I hope everyone had a great weekend! Happy Monday!