Monday I was surprised at how I could barely feel any effects of the 30k run. I did my weights at work and got out for an easy 6 miles at lunch.
Tuesday I intended to do a tempo run. 12 mins warm-up, 15 mins at half-marathon pace (7:13mins/mile), 3 mins recovery, another 15mins at half-marathon pace and then 12 mins cool down. Well I got out and immediately noticed my legs felt dead...I think the long run was finally catching up with me. I barely held on to my pace for the first interval and came in right at 7:13. The second interval had a lot of uphill and the wind picked up. It was a total write-off. I actually wanted to sit down and call my rec tech to come pick me up! My second interval came in at 8:21. I also managed to miscalculate my distance and ended up running 7 miles in an hour at lunch!
Tuesday night Hanna got up at just before 4 and I couldnt get her settled again until 5:15. I got back to my own bed at 5:30 and I get up for the day at 5:45. That's just cruel in my opinion! She ended up making it to daycare but I was home with a sick T who couldnt stop coughing. It was a beautiful day and I had intended on running some trails at work at lunch, but instead the best I could do was squeeze in a treadmill run while T was content with her iPad.
Tuesday: Happy well rested Jess vs. Wednesday: Up all night with sick kid Jess!
If Tuesday's legs were dead, Wednesday's had gone on strike. Its hard on the treadmill anyways when you are tired but I couldnt even do a 10 min mile. I ended up running for about 45 mins, doing 3 mins of running and then 3 mins of walking fast on a steep incline because that's all I could do! Oh well, burnt some calories, some days that's the best you can do!
lame treadmill run!
Thursday was supposed to be a speed drill day. I was worried about how it would go after my last two days! I was hopefully that Wednesday had given me enough rest to tough it out. The plan was 10 mins warm-up, 10 - 1 mins intervals sprinting followed by 2 mins recovery jog. I had hoped to do the sprinting portions at sub-6:30, but I was in Port Alberni and there's sections of that route especially at the beginning that are quite hilly, so that combined with the uncooperative legs issue had me second guessing myself.
The intervals were tough, I was out with my running buddy and we pushed ourselves hard. To the point where he asked repeatedly why I was trying to kill him, threatened to have a heart attack and then tried to bribe his way out of the last two intervals!
I got back to the office and looked at our times though and was ecstatic! I was pleased not only at how quickly we had done those speedy bits, but the consistency in our pace. Lots of them right around the 6 min/mile mark. My post run email below which I think was titled "want to be amazed at our awesomeness" :) Speed drills suck but they sure can make you feel good afterwards!
Friday I ended up working through lunch and not getting a run in. I did my weights but that was it. But I managed to turn down chips again and eat around maintenance (2400calories). My kids were being terrors and once I got them to bed I drank my two ciders too quickly. It was a bit of a straight up, straight down situation...
Saturday is normally my busy with family rest day. But I'd taken Friday off so I wanted to sneak some exercise in. I took the kids to there skating lessons and while they were doing that I ran up and down the stairs at the arena. I totally embarrassed Tegan who shouted at me from the ice "mom!...why do you keep doing that?!" But I figure its just part of my job as a parent to embarrass my kids :) Then I took Hanna to gymnastics and got out for a 20 mins run while she was busy in there. Later I was able to get out for a walk with them as well. So through the little bits and pieces of exercise I was able to burn 500cals. I managed to keep it 2400cals again for Saturday.
Sunday morning I was ready to head out for a long run. The plan was to do a fast finish run. 14.5miles at under 9 mins miles and then finish with 1.5miles at around 7:30. Unfortunately it had snowed a bit overnight and the area I was running wasnt cleared. The first 3 miles were running though an inch of slush. It was like running through a slippery, thick, puddle the entire time. Soaked feet, trying to brace myself with every step. It felt like so much work just to stay below 9 mins miles.
I also was out of my yummy gels and had to resort to some old gross tasting ones in the back of the cupboard. I didnt realize how much I look forward to the chocolate peanut butter and caramel macchiato gels! Its like a bit of dessert during my run :) I brought 2 with me and took them at 4,7,10 and 13 miles. I ended up with no runners high, I just couldnt zone out and get in the groove. I spent the majority of the run wishing it was done...which is unusual for me!
The sun came out on the way back and the wind picked up. When it came time to do my speed bit I knew sub-7:30 was a lost cause but figured I would just push it as best as I could. I ended up with 7:53mins/mile but I was so over-heated and exhausted I felt like puking.
Those were 16 hard-earned miles!!
Also this weeks low:
Down another lb...yay! 3 weeks till the race and I'd like to be under 132.





















