Molasses Training Log – 10.11.2015

Monday (10/5) – rest

Tuesday (10/6) – I tried a bold move today. I’m using a hybrid training plan because some days I run with my friend who is going to do her first marathon, some days I run with the fast girl who puts me to shame, and some days it’s just me. I’m not able to complete the RLRF workout paces in the Boston Marathon Qualifier training for my age group, I’m just not fast enough (yet).

Today I tried the interval run for the week that I am on (15 weeks until the Houston Marathon!). The workout was 4 x 800s at a goal time of 3:23 each. I didn’t go to the track to do the intervals like a more well behaved runner might, instead I chose to do them in my hilly neighborhood, so I cheated in a couple of ways.

First, I organized my route so that the actual intervals were either on a flat or a downhill, because I wanted to see if I could even hit the pace and see what it felt like. Next, because I was organizing my intervals in this manner some of my recovery intervals were slightly longer. Here’s what my splits looked like:

3:24 (hey just one second slow!)
3:47 (24 seconds slow, on an incline)
3:27 (only four seconds slow, followed by an extra long recovery to make the last one downhill)
3:12 (11 seconds fast, I suck at pacing)

Wednesday (10/7) – Cross training and weights. 20 minutes on the strider thingy followed by (weight x reps x sets):

Squats alt w toe raise 120 x 10 x 3
Glute machine 60 x 10 x 3
Leg extend 37.5 x 10 x 3
Back extend 75 x 10 x 3
Adduction 70 x 10 x 3
Abduction 50 x 10 x 3
Chest press 37.5 x 10 x 3
Lat pull 37.5 x 10 x 3
Row 37.5 x 10 x 3  
Overhead press 25 x 10 x 3
Fly (lightest) x 10 x 3
Reverse fly (lightest) x 10 x 3
Abs and back

Thursday (10/8) – Fast girl invited me to run long tomorrow with her, so I just jogged two very slow miles.

Friday (10/9) – First DNF (okay technically it applies to a race but whatever, it’s my training log and I’ll use it if I want to). Fast girl and I set out to do 17 miles. I simply talked myself out of it.

The last 3 miles were on a slight incline, on a decomposed granite trail so it absorbed footfalls instead of giving back the bounce, and my legs were simply toast. I mean, we’re talking toast enough that I stopped running and decided to walk back to my car from mile 15 (“you’ve done 15 miles! What’s another TWO?”) and actually had to sit down on a rock and rest from the walking.

It was simply a matter of not being ready for that distance at her speed, which wasn’t really even very fast – with walk breaks I averaged about a 10:00 pace. I was feeling pretty defeated, and then here she comes bouncing back down the trail towards me, having finished her run, and I told her she should just have gone on, that I was done. She looked at me like it had never occurred to her to just go home (she lived right there by the trail) and said, “I don’t leave people behind,” as if it were simply unheard of. Everything stopped for me in that moment, and I knew what it truly meant to be a runner, and I decided she is who I want to be when I grown up. Well, she’s younger than I am, but whatever, she’s awesome.

What happened next? I found some hidden reserve and ran the last half mile back to my car, with my fast friend.

Saturday (10/10) – rest

Sunday (10/11) – My fast friend saved me again! I got up and went to the deer blind with my husband, then immediately started “doing tortoise stuff” outside instead of going for a run. I have this deal with myself, that as long as I don’t miss a training run I get to keep my marathon necklace on. My husband met me at the finish line of my very first (and so far, my only) marathon with this necklace as a gift, and I started wearing it a couple of weeks ago, when I decided to get serious about training for Houston.

Anyway, if I miss a training run I have to take it off for a week. By the time husband and daughter left for fishing it was hot out, the house was dirty, and I decided I wasn’t running because I should stay home and clean (this matters in next week’s training log, trust me!). I took off my necklace. About 30 minutes after they left, I got this text.

The necklace.
The necklace.

I did the only thing I could do after getting a message like that. I put the damn necklace back on and went for a tempo run. 2 mile warm up, 2 miles at about an 8:50 pace, and 2 mile cool down.

A 30-something runner striving to hit that ever-elusive BQ. Mother of two young teens, fan of fantasy/fiction/sci-fi (<-read: geek), with a fascination for tortoises and a love of the outdoors.

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  1. It’s nice to see you back posting again!

    I used RLRF for a BQ last year, and I couldn’t hit the interval paces until near the end of the training cycle.