9 weeks down…9 weeks to go. I should probably start making travel arrangements. This is all pretty exciting because while I’ll be going up early Saturday for the expo and to get situated, Mr. Salt and Betty will be coming up early on Sunday to cheer me on and then we will make it a little family vacation and stay that night too!
I’m extra keen on this idea because nothing about driving my car several hours home after running a marathon seems like fun at all.
This Week’s Grade: B, I guess? This weather is really starting to get me down.
The theme of the week was treadmill and I’ve officially stopped beating myself up over it. I WISH I could muster up the motivation to run outside and maybe this makes me not-hardcore and people can judge me all they want, but I just can’t do single digits.
Monday, February 16: I made a smart decision and moved my Tuesday 4 miler with the knowledge that the evening forecast was not looking good and that my gym has the worst inclement weather policy in the history of gyms. I took it easy because I was in recovery mode from Saturday, but still this run felt pretty good.
Tuesday, February 17: Smartypants decision paid off. It snowed an inch overnight and the gym didn’t open until 7am (which is right around when I need to be getting ready for work).
That’s right. The gym opened 2 and a half hours late because of 1 INCH OF SNOW.
Instead I went to my first Mat Pilates class in the evening.
I was not sure what to make of the class AT ALL when I got there. There were only a few of us and I was the youngest one there easily by 20 years. I was having a flash back to this one time when I inadvertently took a geriatric Tai Chi class at my old gym. Well it ended up being a good workout, especially for my core! I was very pleasantly surprised and already signed myself up to go back this week.
Wednesday, February 18: 4 degrees outside (not counting the windchill) had me on the treadmill again. 7 miles (8:06). This run was great. In the evening I went to my favorite hot vinyasa class with Shino!
Thursday, February 19: 4 miles and I took the opportunity to do some easy 800s. I hadn’t done 800s in awhile so by the end I was exhausted, but it still felt good to push my pace a little.
Friday, February 20: I honestly could not remember the last time I took a completely do-nothing rest day. Even my rest days when I was in Florida included epic amounts of walking. I made sure to do as little as humanly possible on Friday. And it was lazy and glorious.
Saturday, February 21: What an enormous pain in the butt this whole morning turned out to be. I woke up and the temperature was all:
So I went to the gym, completely unaware that it doesn’t open until 6 on Saturdays. I arrived in the parking lot at 5:30. I’m really beginning to dislike my gym.
Mr. Salt has to be at his desk at work at 8:30, which usually means I have to be home by 8. By the time I got ready and on to a treadmill, I had roughly 1 hour and 50 minutes to run 13.1 miles.
No pressure or anything.
Oh and the treadmills have to be reset after an hour. I used to think it was to keep people from hogging machines for too long, but now I’m thinking it’s because there is a certain level of insanity involved with doing a very long run on a treadmill and they are simply trying to discourage that.
During my first hour I ran 6.8 miles. I felt great the whole time. I thought I had the rest of it in the bag. Then I have no idea what happened, but around mile 4.2 after the reset I started to feel a little like I was going to pass out. I paused the treadmill and drank some of my Nuun and then THE TREADMILL FRIGGING RESET ITSELF AFTER ABOUT 10 SECONDS OF BEING PAUSED. I had no idea of the exact distance or time that had been on the screen. Sara was on the treadmill next to me and watched as I started to completely hulk out.
Thankfully she is a voice of reason and told me that I only had 2 miles or so left. In the end I think I went a little more than a half marathon distance and my best estimate for my time was 1:54-and change. And Mr. Salt even got to work on time.
That day it snowed a whole bunch. I got in some extra exercise playing with my little snow bunny and doing some snowga.
Sunday, February 21: Cross train day. I was all amped up for my first visit to REV Cycle. (Yay for ClassPass yet again!) But then with 10 inches of snow and a layer of ice on top, I was wondering if it would actually happen. My class was at 11:30 and they had canceled some of the earlier morning ones. Just in case I got some excellent strength training in shoveling the very heavy snow from around my car (and a couple other cars too because I’m nice like that) and when I hadn’t heard anything to suggest it might not be happening, I braved the elements and headed downtown.
So glad I did. That class was a BLAST! So much that it was actually called REVBlast. It’s a 45 minute class that features high intensity cycling and then a track where we were doing upper body work with weights. I am not the best at multitasking and almost fell off the bike during that part.
Week 9 Mileage: 28.1
Unfortunately it looks like more of the same this week weather-wise. Sunday warmed up to the mid-50’s and it felt so glorious that I almost wanted to go for a run in shorts. Now it’s back to our regularly scheduled freezing cold temps and everything is supposed to ice over. This week I have 17 miles on the schedule for Saturday and knowing what I know now about the gym opening at 6 I’m going to have to do that run outside whether I like it or not and no matter how single digity the temperature is. Unless we move someplace much warmer I think this might be the last time I sign myself up for a spring marathon. If I want to run it has to happen before the sun comes up and running before the heat of the day hits in the summertime is so much easier than running before the warm (if you consider 15 degress to be warm) of the day hits in the winter.
Did you get any snow this weekend? Do you hate shoveling? (I actually kind of enjoy it. Is that weird?)
I hope everyone has a happy beginning to their week!