Filed under: Dealing, Speedwork, The Race | Tags: marathon, off day, running, Speedwork, struggle, Tempo, treadmill
I’ve been doing my intervals on the treadmill. It’s simply easier to keep track of my pace and distance, despite the tedium. Today was a difficult day: three 1600 meter intervals at 9:22 pace with 90 seconds of fast walking in between. In fact, this workout shouldn’t have been much different than last week’s workout.
I don’t know why it’s so much harder for me to run on a treadmill, but by the third 1600, I really needed to be done. I pictured any number of things to get me through it: the marathon, the last mile of Sunday’s 11-miler, people cheering…anything to look away from simulated track on the screen. I did finish, though, and this is encouraging. I’ll need that confidence when I run the race, and knowing that I can keep going even when my legs are leaden and my stomach is squirrelly is comforting.
Food and apparel planning for this weekend’s fun run are already beginning. I’m excited to take a little vacation. Hopefully I can still pull off my old bathing suit.
Filed under: Training Runs | Tags: half marathon, long run, running, struggle, treadmill, winter
…means treadmills! I don’t grudge it, though. There’s something new and quiet about a snowstorm, something almost holy about the silence of it all. Today’s obligations were blessedly canceled, so I spent most of the day sitting on the couch, watching Erin Brockovich, and drinking the tea and soup that my amazing roommate sweetly set out for me while I was napping.
I’m also mildly sick with what appears to be a chest version of my previous cold. No Swine-oh-nine for me, though; aside from the coughing, I’m feeling much better.
I had an eight-miler scheduled for today, which I did on the treadmill at the YMCA. I won’t lie and say that it was fun; it was, in fact, quite brutal (I’m a time/distance-watcher, which is why I hate treadmills), and I found myself wondering if I were absolutely insane when I agreed, spur-of-the-moment, to do the Disney Half Marathon as a “fun run.”
I shouldn’t complain, though. Because of the snow, my other friend did her long run on the treadmill, as well – twenty-two miles.
