This week was rough. No sugar to coat or even toss around here. But it’s over and we made it through.
Monday is my rest day. I went in to work early and after a couple hours I received a shocking e-mail: one of my beloved Girls on the Run girls lost her dad unexpectedly in the night. Not only am I super close to my GOTR girl (now alum), I had come to know the family well. I was and am truly heart-broken for them (understatement).
Tuesday I had not yet received my training plan from my coach, but, truth be told, I know I wouldn’t have run anyway. It was the day we had to put down our sweet, feisty, beautiful and abundantly loved cat. She lived a very long life. We met her 16 years ago in Gainesville, Florida when she was homeless. At the time the vet told us she was between 3-6 years old. That means she was somewhere between 19 and 22 years old. She lived a long, healthy awesome life. Watching it end (and being part of the decision) was nothing short of totally brutal for me personally. Helping my kids navigate their feelings after a loss of someone they love that they’ve never lived a day without = indescribably painful (understatement).
By Wednesday I still had no plan from my coach and felt super behind on work after a very tumultuous Monday and Tuesday. So I did 30 minutes easy on the treadmill and hit the office early. 3.36 miles (8:56 pace).
Thursday I had a plan and I was ready to work off some of the sadness and shock of the week. Coach ordered 50 minutes – 10 minute warm up; 4 miles at tempo (7:35-7:45) and 10 minutes cool down. Ah, just what the doctor ordered. The tempo pace was rather slow, but perfect for just getting started – it was hard, but doable. And I know in a few weeks, that pace will be marathon pace, not tempo pace. That is exciting. 6.3 miles / 8:03 overall average pace.
Thursday evening, I received notice that another friend – who is also a devoted husband and father of 2 local girls – was killed in a horrific car crash. Heart breaking and shocking (understatement).
Friday I got up bright and early, determined to get my run in. Tragedy will not derail me this week!! I was scheduled for 40 minutes easy, but since my husband had to go in early, I had to cut it short at 30 minutes to get the boys up and ready for school. 3.5 miles / 8:48 pace.
Saturday I was well-intentioned in getting a 40 minute run in. But I had several dozen sandwiches to make, a (very moving) funeral, and 2 basketball games. The day got away from me, and no run was had. Given it was such a light week, I decided I’d call my first real training week back a cut-back week.
But I can’t cut back too much. So on Sunday I ran my full long run as scheduled. 2 hours 25 minutes on the treadmill. Boom! 16.3 miles (8:55 pace). It wasn’t too bad mentally and it was some good therapy after a ridiculously unfair and hard to comprehend week. This felt nothing short of bad @ss (understatement) since it was my longest run since my big PR marathon in Chicago in October 2012.
Total: just a hair under 30 miles
Tomorrow is a new week. I hope we all have a great one.