The good: Yesterday I went for a 3.6 mile run today. Tempo at that. Knee pain in the first few minutes, and then I was fine. Today, my knees still felt fine. So I went for another 3.6 mile run. Knees now…are OK. Could be worse.
The bad: I have a marathon in 5 weeks.
The ugly: I have missed the following long runs this training cycle: 18, 20, 15, 14, 20, 17, and 17 miles. The one 17 miler I did was 8 weeks ago. That hardly counts anymore. And there were more double digit runs in those weeks, I wasn’t sitting on my butt. But they just weren’t THOSE runs or THOSE distances. Not even really close.
Plan A was a 3:59:59 marathon.
So what do I do? I think I’m going to toss out the crazy speed work. At this point, it’s all about getting my body ready for a looooooong run. A few tempos, sure. But the new focus is, slowly bring the mileage up. And again, emphasis on not hurt myself in the process. Zone 2 and I are about to become BFF’s.
But despite my knack for falling off the training bandwagon no matter HOW good my intentions are (how quickly a day-turns-into-a-week-turns-into-a-month , especially during the holidays!) , and despite the fact that my appendages like to remind me exactly who is in charge of this running business…I would trade it for the world. I love this darn sport.