Yeah, so I hate Indiana. We got one glorious day of spring before before another big, ugly snowdump.
During those few hours when the temperature edged above 45, I did a long run and the kid even got to play around outdoors a little bit. She’s starting to look a little pasty and if there’s one thing I’ve learned from being a parent, it’s that people will judge you for having a pasty baby.
People talk about seasonal affective disorder, which sounds terrible. Me, I just whine a lot about how I am trapped inside the house all the time because the delicate little baby won’t tolerate sub-zero stroller runs. But I think I’m better at coping with it than most people.
Monday: 5.5 (AM treadmill 5.5 @ 8:45 avg + PM 1250 yard pool swim)
Tuesday: 4 (treadmill 4 @ 8:34 avg)
Wednesday: 7 (treadmill progression: warm-up mile at 9:15; then 8:30, 8:15, 8:06, 8:00, 7:40; cool-down at 8:30; 8:20 avg.) This was probably my favorite run of the week.
Thursday: 5 (mile warm-up, 4x800s @ approximately 3:37, 3:32, 3:29, 3:27; half mile jogs in between and half-mile cool-down). That last one really burned.
Friday: 8 (treadmill 2 mile warm-up and weights + PM outside progression 6 @ 8:26 avg) I never would have done this on the day before a long run, but I had to bump up my long run in advance of the snowstorm.
Saturday: 11 (AM 1500 yard pool swim + PM outside impromptu bonkfest, 11 @ 9:07 avg)
That’s right, I ran a 40 mile week for the first time in my LIFE.
My groin/pectineus/whatever pain has faded away for now. I stayed away from the hill settings on the treadmill and didn’t have any soreness after my long run, which convinces me that the hills really were the trigger and if I stay on the flat and mellow, everything will be cool.
What I’d like to do for the next 20-odd days (as I continue to try not to hurt myself) is focus my training more precisely on the upcoming 6.9 mile race. Novel, right? I said earlier I was aiming for maybe 8:15-8:30 pace but I think I can probably come in closer to 8:00s. So today on the treadmill I a mile warm-up, then a 400, 800, 1200, 800, 400 at a 7:47 pace (with roughly quarter mile jogs in between, a little longer after the 1200), and a mile cool-down. And now I just sit back and magically become faster? Swell.
Anyway, I do like the treadmill for this kind of stuff because I don’t have to think or do math while I’m running. The treadmill’s idiot proof. Beep-boop. Set pace. Run. But the best race prep is going to come next week when (WITH ANY LUCK) I can run outdoors with the stroller again.