I know it’s only the beginning of the training cycle but man I look forward to each of my workouts and I’m eager to take my medicine. I see them as a prescription to greatness. I know that there will be factors out of my control come race day (or during the training cycle even) but I get giddy just thinking about not only my next hard workout (tomorrow’s long run) but even the recovery runs and strength training stuff which I did today.
I felt like I slept pretty soundly last night. I did get up once to use the bathroom but was able to fall back asleep pretty quickly. I hate the nights where my bladder wakes me up and then I can’t fall back asleep. Annoying. I also work up before my alarm which to me usually means that I’ve slept well. It’s probably related to the intense tempo I did yesterday. Hard speed work never fails to let me sleep like a baby. And where did that expression come from anyway? At least I was a baby that never slept. But I was very colicky. But that’s a tangent. (And might be how this post goes as it’s Friday haha)
My point of bringing up sleep (aside from the fact that it’s something I’ve been thinking about lately) is that I felt rested enough to tackle the recovery run first thing. It was a very gentle run. Pace was definitely not pushed and, like I’ve said about past recovery runs, I was non-judgmental during the run. My pacing lately has been feeling like just what I need. I’m trying to work on being non-judgmental at the end of the run when I look at my watch. It doesn’t last long but there’s that twinge of disappointment that I didn’t hit a faster pace. Maybe I should leave my watch in my room. Although that would screw up my data / number crunching ways haha.
I quickly refueled as I knew I was doing a lifting session today as well. Nothing unusual about the lifting except that both men’s track and field and men’s swimming were in the weight room. Ugh. I go to a small school so the gym and weight section isn’t all that big. Plus the athletes here take over and take up all the space. So I had to fight for a bench and a small area to do my routine.
Despite the annoyances of lifting today I’m really glad I did. It let me hit strength training THREE times this week. I’m not sure my future schedule will allow me to keep that up but I see it as laying the bricks of my fitness foundation and that I’ll reap the rewards in April for the marathon. I’ve also noticed the exercises getting easier so I either need to find a new/different routine OR up the weights. I might just up the weights now as they aren’t wicked heavy but I don’t want to go to far and have too much muscle. As a distance runner I just don’t need that kind of power the way a sprinter does.
After lifting, instead of warming down on the tm like I usually do, I went outside for my warm down. Why? Because it was 40*!! It actually didn’t feel as warm as I thought it would but I think that’s because it was really cloudy. I was still in shorts and a t-shirt though (and my gloves. Thank you Raynauds). I typically shy away from doing my warm up/down outside (I get too tempted to turn it into a run) but I couldn’t pass up a temperature like that. And I was bummed about not being able to do an actual run. But I don’ t think I could have: at that point I had run my recovery run AND done a full body lifting session. My body was beat!
Now it’s time to beat the mind. I have some work that I’ve been putting off since coming back. Oops! I doubt it’ll be too strenuous but it still needs to get done. And on a Friday night too. So glamorous 😛
[Edit: Yes the book I was referring to yesterday was Riki Tiki Tembo. Glad I’m not the only one who has heard of it haha]