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Week 5 of
From the beginning, in my mind I have always thought this was going to be no big deal. Now granted, I realized it would be challenging and not "easy", but I have no doubts about finishing. For those that know me, I'm a pretty modest guy. I always brush off peoples amazement or peoples praise, because to me, I don't see the big deal. It's not like I'm doing something that has never been done before by someone else.
But after this week I'm truly beginning to accept some things. One of them is to be proud of what I accomplish. I am starting to appreciate it more and look forward to the challenges ahead. Of course it took a bad week to get me to open my eyes/mind.
Monday - Rest Day
Tuesday - 3 Miles (1.25 Miles 11:26)
Easily the worst day of the training process to date. I previously mentioned how the true success of my 9 mile run the previous Saturday would be determined today....Definately a failure. Mentally I was not there. On the treadmill ready to start and something was not right. Legs felt sore, but being that it was only 3 miles, they would be fine. I even thought to slow the pace down. About 1/2 mile into the run I started feeling really uncomfortable, closing in on pain. At that point it had seemed like I had been running for about 15-20 minutes. But sadly it was less than 5. As I approached the first mile, I could feel my mind trying to shut down, which of course did not block out the pain. I could only last another quarter mile before I had to quit. Was the worst feeling ever because on top of the excruciating pain in my leg, I gave up, I quit. I realize in the long run it may be a smart move to listen to my body. But that doesn't help the present feeling. The rest of the day felt painful to move and walking up and down steps was not enjoyable either.
Wednesday - 5 Miles (46:46)
Starting to feel better than yesterday and was anxious for my "semi-long" run. I tried not to be hesitant, but I was focused and determined to NOT quit this run as I had yesterday, no matter what. The past is the past and can not change what happened. I blocked out all of the negative thoughts and the pain....well, at least I tried. The biggest difference between today and the day before, was that I finished. It may have been one of the more painful runs, start to finish, and I may have done it slower than I wanted to, but I was content knowing that I completed the training run without stopping.
Thursday - 3 Miles (26:48)
Woke up late...Well, actually, woke up early and went downstairs to get a drink. Came back up and obviously turned off music and just crawled back underneath the covers. So had to wait until after work for my workout. I just wanted to make it through, just as I did yesterday. Still felt some soreness and pain, but could deal with it. My goal for today was to attempt to get back under the 9 minute mile pace.
Friday - Rest Day
Friday could not come a minute sooner. Had a chiropractor appointment first thing in the morning and was hoping that he could help with my pain. Was informed that I have something called Tarsal Tunnel. Has to do with the nerves and ligaments around my ankle. Got some electric stim on my ankles and an adjustment and felt a little better the rest of the day, although a bit sore from him working on certain areas..
Saturday - Cross Train
Today seemed like a rest day. I was able to get a nice and easy 1/2 hour on the eliptical. Didn't want to overdue it seeing how I had a 10-Mile run the next day. Headed to
Sunday - 10 Miles (1:44:12)
Today started earlier than normal. I've been doing my "long runs" on Saturday, but since I decided to do a training run with Jodi and Jenn for some outdoor running, had to run on Sunday. Start time was 6:30, as in AM, so I asked for a 5:15 wakeup call from the front desk and I guess I had gotten someone that could not tell time, since the phone rang at 5 (Hey that 15 minutes would have been nice) But I'm somewhat of a morning person, so got up and was ready to go. We all met up in
The paths were still covered in ice and snow so we hit the road side by side. Started out nice and slow and actually a bit too nice. I could tell it was a bit of a slower pace because I was able to hold a conversation without hyperventalating. Enjoyed the conversation though as this was the first time meeting Jenn, so I needed to introduce her to my sarcasm, since I tend to be sarcastic at times. :-) Around what I figured to be the 2-3 mile mark I had to know my pace, just to get an idea. Jodi was the only one with a garmin, so she had the control. Being the professional runner that she is (at least thats what I call her) she knows about pacing and is a great runner, so we just followed her lead. Once we hit 5 miles, we turned around. It was at that point that the girls paused to a fast walk for some water. I took it upon myself to take the lead and start running. To be honest, I also did it to kind of push Jenn a bit. She is stronger than she thinks, and I wanted to get her to keep realizing it. I could tell she was focusing and tried to keep her loose and not bringing negative
We got back to our cars which meant I was done....woohoo Of course since I am on the bunny hill program, the girls had another 3.1 miles to go. So I stretched a bit and headed back to the hotel, but not before stopping off for hot chocolate and ice for my post race ice bath.
With the week behind me, my focus is now on the half marathon, which is less than 2 weeks away. Need to take it one day at a time though and focus on the short term, which is each day. Only the man upstairs knows what is in store for me this week. I can only pray that I make it through. On a positive (I think) side....With all these little "ailments" at least I can't focus on just one thing...LOL First it was the IT Band, just when that feels good, the knee flares up, then when that feels good, its shin splints....this week it's the ankle. I thought I was kidding last week when I said one day my nose would be sore after a run....
Until next time...