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Since the marathon on Saturday, I think the only exercise I’ve gotten has been the brisk walks across campus in this freezing rain (GO AWAY REMNANTS OF TROPICAL STORM IDA! Enough already!), and a miserable 15 minutes on the exercise bike in front of my TV. (Why is that thing SO HARD? Oh, because it’s not running, and I hardly cross train. I’m going to go ahead and guess that the fact that the seat is still about 4 inches too short on it’s highest setting might add to my discomfort, but hey, the thing was free. And it makes me sweat. I’ll take it! )
Oh, and let’s not forget the exceptional upper body workout I’ve been participating in daily, called “pick up the food, stuff it in the mouth”. You should see these biceps!
The week of rest and indulgence has been a welcome one. Coincidentally, my youngest picked this week to also start sleeping through the night. Not even waking up once for a bottle. After two sleepless pregnancies, and two night owl babies in the last 3.5 years, this is comparable to winning the lottery. SLEEP! Oh how I missed you!
So friends, with a week of staying off my feet, and very restful sleep, tell me why on earth I’m SO flipping EXHAUSTED?!?! Like, falling asleep in class exhausted. You’d think I spent all night at a frat party, when in reality it was just a little Blues Clues and a 9:00 pm bedtime with the cutest little brothers in my house.
Perhaps my body is protesting. “Excuse me, Heather, but we don’t sit around anymore. Gastrocnemius over there has been pouting all week. Don’t even get me started on the quads, all 8 of them have threatened you a miserable Monday if you don’t let them play this weekend. And you just weaned us off the junk food…what’s with that powdered donut you just shoved at us? We’re shutting down until further notice. And taking the brain with us.”
Ok, ok, I give in. I’ll give you 3 easy miles on the treadmill after class today (because let’s face it, this 50 degrees, windy, and wet weather is not my cup of tea.) I read on someone’s twitter (and for the life of me I can’t remember who) something along the lines of “I missed my workout and I’m miserable. No wonder inactive people are so cranky”. Isn’t that the truth!!! I’m rested, I’m ready. Let’s get back into it!
It is a welcome relief to be at the beginning of a new training cycle. In addition to slowly getting my feet wet (literally) in the world of the triathlon (yaaay!) I am hoping to run the Myrtle Beach half marathon in February. That is, if I can get a slot before they fill up. Money really throws a wrench in my plans sometimes, haha. The race is 13 weeks away, and my goal is a 1:50 (8:23/mile pace) or better. My current PR is a 1:59. I’ve decided to use the following F.I.R.S.T. half marathon plan
Week Monday Wednesday Sat/Sun
1 4×400 3-mile tempo 6-mile long run
2 4×800 4-mile tempo 8-mile long run
3 3×1600 5-mile tempo 10-mile long run
4 6×400 6-mile tempo 6-mile long run
5 3×1600 4-mile tempo 10-mile long run
6 4×800 8-mile tempo 8-mile long run
7 6×400 6-mile tempo 10-mile long run
8 4×1600 8-mile tempo 12-mile long run
9 3×800 3-mile tempo 6-mile long run
10 4×400 2-mile tempo Half Marathon
(I know that hurts the eyes, blogger wouldn’t let me put spaces in there for some odd reason)
Speed work Times:
400s–HMP, minus 75 seconds, divided by 4
800s–HMP, minus 65 seconds, divided by 2
1600s–HMP, minus 45 seconds
Tempo Pace: HMP minus 15 seconds
Long Run Pace: HMP + 30 seconds per mile
Tuesdays, Thursdays, and whatever other day I decide not to rest will be for biking and *gasp* swimming. It’s weird for me to even type that!
Those “long runs” almost make me jump up and down with glee. I never thought I’d see the day when I said “ONLY 12 miles? no problem!” Yes, it is quite apparent I’m due for a mini vacation from full marathon training. And I’m excited.
Happy running this weekend my friends!