What a time to make my comeback. And if you haven’t checked it out here’s my April recap.
Okay so maybe comeback is too strong a word. I never really took a lot of time off. At least in the sense of having something majorly catastrophic happen to me. But it’s been a good long while for me since I laced up my running shoes. And I know that resting obviously not only was good for my infection but good for my post-race recovery but there’s always going to be that nagging voice in the back of my mind as to whether or not my legs will “remember” how to run after even a day off. Hence the lack of rest day I take.
Now I’m not going to say that I’m wrong. Nor am I going to say that you guys are wrong. Because my run yesterday was neither laborious (as I would have thought) nor fresh and springy (as you guys have implied). It just was.
I decided to hit up the streets for an easy run in the early AM Sunday morning. My foot/toe doesn’t have any redness in it anymore, no pain (although I haven’t had pain in quite some time) and the open wound on my big toe — from where the doc debreeded it last Monday (gosh was it really so long ago?!) has formed a new skin. It hasn’t made it to tough skin yet but there was no “openness” to it anymore. So I figured that I might as well give it a go.
It was semi-sunny out and hot as hades already when I left. I think it was in the mid-60s? I didn’t check before but when I got back around 0900 and turned on my computer it was already into the 70s. For some reason though it didn’t feel that bad? I thought the heat would have impacted me more considering how cold it was mid-week last week. One morning on a trip to the ER it was under 30* and there was frost on the ground!
I kept the pace relaxed, just putting one foot in front of the other. There’s something awesome about following a training plan and having a specific run to complete. But there’s also something really nice about just going. That’s something I don’t do very often because, I’m quite often in training for something and even the “relaxing runs” serve a purpose. There really is no sense of get-out-there-and-go. At least not when I’m in training.
I ended up with 8.1 miles at maybe a 9:10 pace? I was actually pretty surprised by the pace. In a good way of course. I had expected worse and I think the run ended up being a progression run because my first few miles definitely were not anything more than a “Hey legs let’s wake up” type of deal.
My experience today (Monday) was a little bit different. I was debating yesterday whether or not to run two days in a row. There was a chance of scattered T-storms for the early morning until about noon and, the fact that I’m petrified of t-storms notwithstanding, running in a t-storm isn’t exactly a smart idea. Go figure right? I figured that if I woke up and it was clear then I’d take it as a sign from a higher being that running was where it would be at. If it was stormy then I’d XT it up. In all honestly I would have been okay with either. After experiencing so many problems lately as much as running would make me really happy, I’d be happy with the XT too. Not as much but I can deal.
As it turned out it wasn’t storming. It was overcast and drizzling (I even turned on my computer to check the weather and it didn’t appear that anything major was going to crop up) so I threw on some running gear. In some ways I wish it had been storming because it was (and still is) HOT and HUMID and HAZY. Basically the 3 H’s of New England summer.
So my running gear? Shorts and a sports bra. Yes that’s right. The first sports bra run on the year. And it’s only May 3rd. Fabulous. Bummer that it had to be on an overcast gray and rainy morning. But I honestly couldn’t even imagine wearing any type of shirt, wicking material or not.
Luckily (?) it was on and off spurts of showers. Nothing drenching but it felt good to have that cool H2O on my skin. Sure none of it could evaporate off, including my sweat, but it felt good to have anyway. Compared to right now as I type this and it’s still humid as hell, hot as hell but sunny. So it feels even muggier. UGH.
I finished up with 9 (!) miles at 8:50 pace. Which is much faster than I A) thought I was going and B) thought I would be able to go. So it was a nice confidence booster. I’m a little shocked that I went as far as I did. I was planning on going for time (which I did) and based my distance estimate on what I was doing pre-marathon. This makes me excited because I feel like I can really do some damage to my shorter distance race PRs(assuming that I get my butt in gear and sign up / start to look for them!) because I won’t be doing nearly the same amount of volume as I did for Boston.
A couple people have asked what’s to come from me in my running / racing life. And the honest answer is: I don’t know. It’s scary in terms of not having a plan to run off of. But I just don’t have the time to really look at a race calendar. So I’m doing what I’ve been reading that a lot of you are doing: maintenance right now. On one hand I know that I’m itching to race and train. On the other hand I’m really busy with trying to put together a “real world” life. As in I graduate in 19 days and still have neither a job nor plans.
Talk about scary. Oh yeah, and I have to finish up all my classes and stuff so that I can, in fact, graduate. And with that I’m off to go do some of that work. Tonight is also the Senior Physics Majors Presentations where we present our research over the course of the past year. I’m not too worried about mine (it’s more bio based so I KNOW I’ll be the expert in the room) but I still don’t like standing in front of other people and talking. So wish me luck 🙂