This past week I feel like I kind of hit rock bottom with my “casual” running. Despite not actively training for anything, and despite my big talk about running casually, I think I’ve still been unintentionally putting too much pressure on myself to get back at it. In fact, I’ve been dealing with the same cycle for the last several months: first I back off and focus on my recovery for a couple weeks; then I start feeling a little better; then, feeling emboldened, I ramp up the training or jump in a race; and then I start feeling exhausted again and have to start over from square one. Not only is this cycle no fun, but it also wreaks havoc on my emotions.
Anyhow, this is all to say that after what felt like a solid last week of thirty whole miles, this week I felt unmotivated and tired, and my hamstring/hip started acting up again. This sad state of affairs is definitely reflected in my training this week. I think I’m going to have to scale everything way back during the month of November because I really would like to be able to go into Boston training feeling recovered, strong mentally and physically, and uninjured. For now, here is what this week looked like.
Sunday, 10/23 – 4 miles @ 8:14 avg. pace
Monday, 10/24 – OFF. This was to be a normally scheduled rest day because I had run several days in a row.
Tuesday, 10/25 – OFF. Here is where things really took a turn. I felt so tired and so unmotivated that I just said screw it.
Wednesday, 10/26 – OFF. See previous day’s entry.
Thursday, 10/27 – 4 miles @ 8:07 avg. pace.
Friday, 10/28 – OFF. Wasn’t feeling it, plus my mom and sister were in town and I wanted to hang out with them. Went to the Marine Corps Marathon expo because my sister was running!
Saturday, 10/29 – 2.67 miles @ 9:18 avg. pace. This is normally my long run day, but again wasn’t feeling up to it, so I just joined Marine Corps Marathon runners in my running group for their shake out run.
Sunday, 10/30 – 5ish miles while spectating the Marine Corps Marathon! My younger sister, who encouraged me to get into marathon running in the first place, was running, so I went out to cheer for her and some other friends. She did great, especially considering it was such a hot day (it got up to 80 degrees!). I can tell that I’m still feeling burned out, because not once while spectating did I wish I were running the race, which is unusual for me.