All three kids were sick this week and the baby is getting her incisors, so I was pretty much a zombie all week. I even had my first experience getting puked on. In public. That was remedied by a shower and a change of clothes, but what was much harder to deal with was that every night heralded several sleep disturbances, so my already too little nightly sleep was rendered completely inadequate and it showed in my training. Continuing on with last week’s theme, I’m doing my best to not dwell on it and trust it’s the effort that counts in the long run.
Mon: 8 easy and early with no watch.
Tue: 11.5 with track. The workout was 5 x 3 x 300 with 100 jog between reps and 500 jog between sets. I felt rough from go and those 100 jogs felt really short. The goal times were 1:01-1:03, but I was well slow of that for all but the first 2. Some of that was the 90 degrees and the wind, but much of it was legs of death and the subsequent feelings of defeat. But I finished it, which was a good workout in mental toughness. I’m getting there!
Wed: Despite the busted workout, my legs felt awful so I hopped on the elliptical for 6 miles.
Thu: 7.5 early and easy with no watch with 5 x :20ish strides. Still feeling rough.
Fri: Can’t say I felt bad, but struggled to hit the paces. I tried to go faster, but no matter what I did I could not get to 6:35. Up at 4:55 and running my early tempo neighborhood loop by 5:30. Was in the low 6:40’s except the second mile up a long hill was 6:57 (ugh) and the last mile was 6:38. Averaged 6:46.
Sat: 8 early on trails with buds, including Marisa who is finally coming back from injury. Yeah!
Sun: 15 with friends again. Felt good today and knocked out 15 at 7:27 pace.
Total: 59.5 running; 6 elliptical