Well, ever since that half marathon I did as part of my long run about a month ago, my training has slipped. I bombed a couple of long run workouts and, more concerning, my attitude took a major dive. Running is my favorite part of my day; it helps me cope with the blues, with anxiety, and gives me a moment of feeling like I have something in control when other things feel out of control. In the last month, I’ve started to absolutely not enjoy running. My legs ached when I wasn’t running and so many runs felt much harder than they should have. I didn’t feel pumped even when I hit my workout paces dead-on. I didn’t look forward to runs with friends, and I had to force myself to run most days.
I knew that symptoms were pointing toward over-training, but I forged on. I am the Queen of Zen Denial and I am so close to race day. I did decide CIM will be my last marathon until 2018. Last week I had a big week and hit all my workouts and my long run (22+ with 19 @7:17), but after that? My body said done. DONE. No more running. I ran Tuesday, then Wednesday met a friend for 12-miles with 8 @6:50 pace workout and only managed four miles in the range I needed. Thursday’s easy run resulted in two walk breaks and the final decision. I am done training for this race. My body and brain are done. This weekend was supposed to include 18 with 10 at marathon pace, but nope. I am done.
I feel like I have reached a point of extreme diminishing returns, and my hope is that I can rest my body (and brain) enough in the next two weeks to even want to run on race day. I scheduled a massage and decided to tune in deeply to listening to what my body needs. I am not running until I want to. Today is Day 3 of no running, I don’t think I’ve taken three days off in a row this year, and I still do not want to run. Instead, I’ve been walking my dog with the kids, doing core and light weights, and stretching and foam rolling in the evenings. I’ve slept better but still feel exhausted and my legs still feel achy in bed by morning.
It’s been a big year, I’ve PR’d every distance I run; 10k, half and full marathon. I ran a 100 mile week back in the spring training for Newport, I’ve maintained months of 50-60+ weeks otherwise, I paced a friend for 33 miles of her 100-miler, I’ve run countless workouts at paces I never thought I’d be able to… I might’ve pushed too hard. Oddly, I feel ok about it because I can’t regret the fun and success I’ve had running this year until now. I just need a rest and a break.
Two weeks. I hope that’s enough time to heal and reap the results of all the miles I’ve trained this year.
Monday: Rest day, core
Tuesday: 8 miles on the mill.
Wednesday: 12 miles, attempted 8 @6:50-7:00. Managed 6:40, 6:58, 6:49. 7:03, 7:08, 7:31, 7:40. 8:43.
Thursday: 8.5 miles, two walk breaks. Core in the evening.
Friday: Walked the dog 1 mile, core.
Saturday: Walked the dog 1.5 miles, core and arm weights.
Sunday: Walked the dog 3 miles, core.
Weekly total: 28.5 miles