I had to check my calendar to make sure this was right but…
Only seven weeks until my first 100k.
I am simultaneously excited and scared to death. I don’t think any of this is aided by all of the ultra books and race recaps I’ve been reading lately. Apparently vomiting is common? Quite excellent.
Since finding a coach willing to take me on pro bono, I’m finding training to be much less anxiety provoking. As much as I wanted to train by feel, being told “do this” takes all of the guesswork out of the training process. I like that. A lot. Plus, if she says it’ll be enough to make it through a 100k, I believe her. No need to go mileage crazy. That being said, I’ve got four weeks of harder training ahead of me, and I can’t wait…. Until the taper. Just kidding. I much prefer training to tapering.
Last week was my first that was really strong since getting the
plague flu. It felt good to get back on track!
Sunday: Rest (and eat everything in sight)! Go Seahawks!
Monday: 20 miles. Felt pretty strong. I’ve actually ran quite a few of these this training season. I’m beginning to enjoy the 20-miler.
Tuesday: 10 miles. Tough.
Wednesday: 6 miles. Felt amazing and wanted to run more but stopped because my coach said to.
Thursday: 10 miles, interval work. This run was my best this year. Felt strong and fast!
Saturday: 24 miles on the treadmill is hard. Felt pretty rotten post-run so took the rest of the day easy. This is third longest run of the training plan (one 31 in two weeks and 25 two weeks after that, but I think this will be my hardest. Mentally, I just wasn’t ready for it)!
Totals: 70 miles
I’m ready for another awesome week of training!