So I was looking back over my marathon training posts and realized I numbered them wrong starting at week 2 because counting is hard, you guys. I’m not going to do anything about it, I just wanted to let you know that I know.
So to recap, I just finished week FOUR.
I already mentioned that last week was a recovery week. Myy “long” run was six miles and I did it on the treadmill. It was nice to not have to wear a watch or try to keep a certain pace. I mean, I didn’t HAVE TO. Of course I did anyway because I’m compulsive about that shit.
The next three weeks are going to be kind of a big deal: my training plan (that’s a link to the PDF in case you want to see the whole thing) calls for 16, 18 and 20 mile long runs, respectively). I feel confident about the 16 but the 18 and 20 might break me.
I really want to stick to a more aggressive plan because I like the idea of a strong base of high mileage with THREE 20 mile runs in the training cycle. The other day I was telling Milfy (who is on a goddamn European vacation right now but still reading my blog because she loves me so) that I did so poorly in my first marathon because I got sick, went on vacation, was fat, bailed on my 20 miler, etc., etc. Wah wah wah.
But I also realize my limitations; namely, not having a very strong base going into training. So my backup plan if I don’t feel like the 18 is going to happen without destroying my legs is to do a shorter long run for week 6 (maybe eight miles), 18 for week 7, and then jump back into the plan on week 8.
I’d miss one 20 miler, but I’d still have two more chances.
So I’m going to TRY to stick to the plan, but if I can’t do it, at least I know the whole thing won’t fall apart. And now, as a reward for boring you with all this mileage talk, here is a cute picture of my kids in a race car.