So. Yeah. That post I wrote on Friday, the one about using running to determine if you’re depressed? Totally spot on for me right now. I actually realized I was depressed because of running. I am so uncharacteristically unmotivated to run (or do much of anything) that I knew something was wrong. Since I made the realization, I’ve noticed when I do run I often struggle. I tried to do a tempo run on Thursday and 7:00 pace was brutal, when it’s normally, moderately hard at my current fitness level. 3 x 2 miles at 7:00 pace should be easy for me and I could barely get through the first two miles and only managed 2 x 1 mile after that. My face was beet red when I hit the locker room. Something is just off.
On Saturday I checked my heart rate and it was 170 at 7:30 pace. That’s just crazy. That’s my heart rate at the end of a tempo run usually. I also noticed that I feel like I have a lump in my throat and feel like I’m constantly on the verge of a side stitch. It’s just not fun. It’s better if I’m not on the treadmill and fixated on all of it, but I’m in the Midwest enjoying this freakishly cold and snowy winter – oh and have 3 kids – so the treadmill is about all I can get most days.
I made it out on Sunday for a trail run and had a much better day. It was nasty cold when I started and the snow was to the mid-shin on the trails, but it was gorgeous, the company was great and I got in a great workout! It was so cold that the snow was totally powder. It was really soft and fluffy. At times I just wanted to dive in and roll around in it, when I wasn’t sliding all over the place on it. (Mental note: invest in trail shoes if you’re going to continue to dabble in trail running.) I did end up laying in it for a second when I did a face plant (well more like hip plant, if we’re going for accuracy). I didn’t fall from sliding; my toe grabbed a snow covered root and sent me flying. The snow was so soft, I just kind of poofed on top of it no worse for the wear. It was a really fun run and I’m so glad I found the motivation to get out and do it. I discovered some new muscles on that trudge!
Mon: The kids were off from school, so I promised them we’d do something we normally don’t have time to do. They chose the nature center at our local metro park where they all had a great time! Managed to run 7 during naptime around 8:15 pace.
Tue: Back to the Y. 8 miles around 8:10 pace.
Wed: Off for baby’s gym and swim class.
Thu: Tempo blow-up. I wanted to do 3 x 2 miles at 7:00 pace with 2:00 rest for a total of 9-10 miles, but I only managed 4 miles total of 7:00 pace and was tapped at 8. I ran 5k straight at 6:50 pace the week before, so this is really weird.
Fri: off. My girls were both really sick and couldn’t motivate myself to hit the mill during naptime.
Sat: Cried because it was a blizzard in the morning and the group long run I needed – SO NEEDED – wasn’t going to happen. My husband helped motivate me to get to the Y when the weather let up and I got in 8, although I felt uncomfortable, stiff, awkward and tense the entiere time. 8 miles averaging around 8:10 pace.
Sun: 9 miles – 2 – 3 on the roads before the 10k group run in the snow
Total: 40 (at least I feel good about that number with this heckuva week!)