Training 19 weeks for an event, or any amount of time close to this, can seem like an eternity. Sometimes through the process, we lose sight of why we started the journey to begin with. Other times we become fearful of process and let it overcome us. Week eight I found myself in this position. I started the week off Sunday with a planned long run consisting of 26.2 miles. I started early in the morning and found myself under-dressed to accommodate the chilly temperatures and growing Nebraska wind! I also hadn’t slept well the night before. As I trudged through the miles, I knew early on, that the run was going to present as a difficult one. I managed to run 20 miles before throwing in the towel. At that point, I felt it was best to take a few hours to rest and go back after it later in the day. This was probably one of my worst runs of this year. Those of you that know me personally can appreciate how difficult it was for me to stop at mile 20 and drive home. There’s that fear that I wouldn’t go back out and finish, or that I was a failure for not doing it all at once – part of my traditional black and white thinking approach. It’s hard not to feel like you’ve let yourself and others down when you don’t complete something as planned.
When I got home I crawled into bed and slept like a rock for two hours. I was exhausted. After the nap, I woke up feeling pretty groggy, but gave myself some time to snap out of it. A few hours later, I laced my shoes back up and headed out to finish that long run. I took it slow and easy and wrapped up the day with 26.25 miles, a distance I’ve covered many times before, with much greater ease.
As the week advanced, my runs got progressively easier. I even pushed the pace a little bit one evening. By the time Saturday rolled around I was however starting to feel the effects of the higher mileage from the week. Saturday’s schedule called for 10 miles. After getting off work at the gym I drove to one of my favorite running trails, the Wabash Trace. This trail is old rail trail converted to a nice pea gravel running/biking trail. It provides a softer surface to run on, and receives a good amount of traffic to keep me entertained. Finishing up a 63 mile week, I was unsure how this run was going to pan out. I set out on the trail and before I knew it, I had reached the 5 mile marker signifying the half way point! I stood there a moment and just basked in the abundant sunshine, taking in the beauty that surrounded me. It was in this moment that I remembered why I was running and that every plan has a few bumps or turns in the road. My running mojo and I had been re-united that day. This 10 mile run ended up being the best one I’ve had yet this year
At the recommendation of the RD I met with, I have also been working to increase my calorie and carb intake. Looking back at the week, I could see that as I increased these two areas, my running also improved. I’ve seen a slight increase in my weight, but will continue as planned until we meet again later this week. Look for more updates on this in next week’s post!
Have you ever lost your running mojo? What did you do to get it back?
Here’s the recap of last week’s training: Week of 03/15/15:
Sunday – 26.25 miles (not) easy
Monday – crossfit, 10 miles easy
Tuesday – REST day!!
Wednesday – 12 miles easy, crossfit
Thursday – 5 miles easy, 60 mins cycling
Friday – crossfit
Saturday – strength training, 10 miles easy
Total Miles: 63.25 Total Planned Miles: 63.2
Ending Weight 03/14/15: 132.4