This week has me beaten down. It hasn’t even been a bad week at all; I’m just super tired, particularly from all the workouts I’ve done. I’m still sore from all of them. WTF body?
Also, of course, there is the staying up till midnight because Master Chef, Hell’s Kitchen, and So You Think You Can Dance are all more important than sleep. I think my body clock is off. On Wednesday, I woke up thinking it was Monday. And then last night, I woke up at 3:30am, thought I missed my alarm, got out of bed, and tried to get ready for work. I am a genius.
I did manage a speed run last night.
|1||10:00 (warm up)||.5|
|800 (1/2 mile)||8:57||.5|
|Repeat above x3|
|Repeat above x2|
|1||10:00 (cool down)||1.0|
Total miles: 5 (running) 1.25 (walking)
The schedule for our speed and tempo runs says to run 3 – 6 miles. I’ve been emailing with one of the pace leaders in my running group and she told me that when she was training for her first marathon, she always ran the shortest distance during the week and always walked her 200’s during speed work and it worked out great for her. So, last night I stayed on the higher side of the mileage, but walked the 200’s. And didn’t feel guilty about it.
Last night I received an email that the Savannah Rock n Roll is about to sell out.
Let’s take a closer look at that last sentence.
Thank you, Savannah. Running with 23,000 other people SOUNDS safe and comfortable.
Oh, and about those Frosted Animal Cookies I bought. They cannot be in my house. At all. I had to bring them to work for the boys with faster metabolisms.
What’s the biggest race you’ve run? (Looks like it will be Savannah for me!)
Do you ever get up super early and think it’s later? (Once, I got up for work, took a shower, and then realized I didn’t have to be up for another 2 hours. That sucked.)