How true.
This past week, I didn't put anything into it. I was supposed to run 29 miles and I only ran 15, which was the long run. I failed to run any of the weekly miles.
Why?
Well, I was just exhausted all week because I had been going to bed way too late do to watching Olympics late into the night. Also, I have been getting to work early and working later due to PT, which affects my normal working schedule. I kept telling myself that I'd get back on the boat and that I'd get it the next day. I thought that I could be OK if I could get the 7 mile weekly long run in. But, I rolled over when the alarm rang at 4:00am.
So yeah, overall, it was just a bad week. Even my PT noticed that I wasn't myself when Friday rolled around. He mentioned that I should be eating properly and sleeping enough, which is just a given to stay healthy even if you aren't training for an athletic event. And, of course, I haven't been doing either one of those things. I don't diet or even make an attempt to do so. And, of course, I never get enough sleep.
So yeah, a big whopping goose egg fo the weekly runs. *SIGH*
Honestly, I thought about just skipping the 15 mile long run and getting back on the boat next week. However, I knew that if skipping that run would open the door to making it OK to skip even more runs. So, my PT told me to do the run and if it hurts to just slow down or stop. Also, he recommended that I do something on Friday just to get some kind of cardio in.
So, I worked out for an hour on the elliptical just to get the legs moving. I felt a little better about things, but I was still dreading the run.
The long run went relatively well given that I didn't run any miles during the week. The rest of my running group decided to run 17, but two other runner and I didn't want to run that far so we turned early and ran back. One guy in our group of three dropped back so I ran with another woman back to our starting point.
My legs felt really great until our turn around point, which was about 7.7 miles into the run. My legs really started to feel it probably after 10-12 miles. The last were an absolute killer. Both IT bands were pulling. I also was experiencing some weird pain in my left upper thigh and my calves were burning like crazy.
I was happy to have gotten the run done and to have survived it. My legs were very sore after the run. I could not go down stairs without issue and my calves were on fire. I tried to ice them and that helped a little.
Jim and I went to the White Sox game last night and my legs definitely didn't feel 100% and going up and down the stairs was somewhat of an issue. Thankfully we went down the ramp on the way out so I didn't have to go down any stairs.
I took some NSAIDs and I think I'm going to put BioFreeze on my legs before I go back to bed for a few hours. I've been up since 5 watching the Men's Marathon. Ryan Hall and Abdi from the US dropped out after about 15 miles, which sucked for them. Meb finished in 4th, which was awesome and really just inspirational. I watched about how his family left their war-torn country of Eritrea and they eventually ended up in California where they built their lives. Maybe watching him come back from being back in the pack a bit to finish in 4th will inspire me to get my ass back out there and keep running so I can finish the marathon.
This week, I really began to doubt myself and my ability to complete it. I mean, it would be so much easier to stick with the half and just do that since the runs would be shorter, I could run more races during the year, etc. etc. However, I know that deep down, I do want to run a marathon and accomplish that goal. I just have to get myself back on track, get the runs in, take the runs on run at a time and get to the starting line so I can accomplish that goal.
We'll see what next week brings!
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