And we’re back up on schedule! The past week was a lot better without all of the pressure to train for an “A” race fall marathon. I continued to focus on running for self care and for the pure enjoyment of moving forward as the Zoloft withdrawal symptoms lessen. The highlight of the week was helping Cilantro as both a crew member and pacer for the last 10 miles of the Burning River 100. Her performance was very inspiring, especially witnessing the fortitude and strength to carry on after hitting a rough patch around mile 80. I am not sure if I could ever take on such a goal but hanging out with the ultra community all weekend made me wonder if that style of training suits me better than the all-out intensity training of much shorter races (including the marathon). No style is better than the other. It’s merely a matter of picking your poison, the kind of pain you thrive in.
For now, I am holding steady at 30-35 miles per week and setting my sights on some 5ks and 10ks run primarily for fun this fall. I even did an authentic style cross country 5k this past week to help support James’s high school alum. Although my time was a lot slower than my road 5k times and even my 4 mile tempo run earlier in the week, it was (again) a fun experience.
Monday: 4 miles easy at night with James. We also did some strength training at the gym afterward.
Tuesday: 6 miles with 4 mile tempo on the track. I negative split the workout (8:13, 8:04, 8:04, 7:36) and felt quite strong aerobically despite feeling sluggy overall. I used the last mile to test myself and see how fast I could finish. It was never an all out effort but it was the most I pushed myself in a while.
Wednesday: 4 miles easy with more strength training.
Thursday: Quick 3.5 mile run at night with James.
Saturday: 5 miles with 5k XC race in 25:50 (8:20) pace. For having hills, tree roots, and mud to dodge, I was alright with the time. My placing was ok and like I said, it was fun. I’m still getting used to being slower than a few years ago though. At times, it is tough to accept this reality. While it could be related to the medication withdrawal or even thyroid/iron issues (I go for blood work tomorrow), it could just be that I do not have the desire to push myself like I used to. Enter possible stab at ultra running training? James is great in reminding me that it doesn’t have to be so black and white of a choice.
Sunday: 10 miles with Cilantro during her 100 mile journey. I stayed up through the night to help crew and then joined her around 7:00am. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel too weird due to the change in my usual sleeping pattern. I think the excitement and hope brought on by seeing her through such a great accomplishment helped. Congrats, Cilantro!
Total: 32.5 miles