Well, I’m back on the sauce.
I’ve been taking it easy since I achieved a 30-second PR at my spring goal race, the Brooklyn Half, and I’ve been really working hard on myself from the inside out. That’s been okay, but you and I both know that when you’re addicted to running it’s much easier to find peace inside when you’re busy kicking your own butt for at least an hour every day.
No excuses necessary, of course; I’ve been on a slow burn of stress for months now between a death in the family and a big ripple in my housing continuum, among other thorns in my side. But thankfully I’ve reached a point where I’m fed up with wallowing in thorns and I just want to run through them, get it over with, and come out on the other side.
So I’m back to it, in spite of the steamy, smelly New York City summer, and working on a flexible 10k-a-day-with-one-day-off schedule, trying desperately to squeeze the miles in during the morning before the sun comes up too high so I can convince my heat-hating brain to run faster than a 9 minute mile.
Sunday 7/6 – 6.2 in the park around 2pm. Melting…mellllltiiinnnggg….
Monday 7/7 – Tried to run at around noon and turned back toward the air conditioning like a baby as soon as I walked out the door. Instead I waited until the afternoon heat had burned off, running two miles out to meet the hashers for a 4 mile trail and a few drinks.
Tuesday 7/8 – Rolled out of bed with the sun like I’m supposed to and knocked out 8 at 8! It was tough and slow going even though it was early, but I stuck with it and tried my best to stay cool!
Wednesday 7/9 – was somewhat of a repeat of Monday…hmm…
Thursday 7/10 – Weighed myself and realized I’m up more than I thought from my baseline. No wonder running is hard! Knocked out 6.2 in the evening, working on bringing up the tempo of my foot strikes.
Friday – So much driving to Vermont for a fun campout!
Saturday – Woke up and did 4 with a friend in the crisp, piney mountain air. It was amazing! Later there was hashing. It was far, some walking, some running, some swimming, some drying out on sunny rocks, and a lot of fun. I’m counting it as 4 miles, half the reported mileage of 8 and change.
Total for the week: 32 miles. I did not get any yoga in, but I stretched after every run (go me!).
Goal for next week: Take a baby-step up to 34 miles; add at least one hour of yoga and make a doctor’s appointment so I can get my knee examined.