March 24th: Rested.
March 25th: I'm once more back on my morning workouts. Work is just so unpredictable and my husband can be just as unpredictable with what mood he may be in towards my running that I figure this is, somehow, easier. The workout was 2x3 @ strength pace which is a 7:51. I got up and been running at 5am (oof). Even with the wicked early start, I knew pretty soon I was going to run (pun intended) out of time. I also did, in fact, was up the husband so I was aware of that. I did 1x3 and then 2x3 with a brief cooldown (there was a mile warm-up too). I was bummed to miss the last mile because things were feeling pretty good so I hoped to complete it. But so it goes.
March 26th: Rest. I still have not gotten the hang of doing something other than running when I had a planned rest day.
March 27th: I was home early so debated about going inside or outside, literally changing outfits twice, but finally settle on in. The workout was 12x400 and I didn't relish the idea of that on the roads by me and didn't want to drive back towards the park I usually run at so off to the treadmill I went. I was only sort of looking forward to this; I really should have gone outside but I started. I was wearing the Brook Hyperion Max which I love the feel of, but they do seem to cause some tightness in my calf. Like an idiot (reason coming soon), I kept those on for the warm-up and the calf was just getting a little bit tighter and tighter is then I switched to the ASICS MagicSpeed for the workout which I forgot how nice those felt too. I then got going on my first 400 which I made it all of .20 before something just went OUCH in my calf. I've never stopped the tread so quickly, even doing the guide rail jump. The calf was wicked painful. I walked around a bit, I slow jogged in place for a bit, I even considered going outside for a bit, before I called it. The day was done, my calf was done, and now it was a waiting game to see wth I had done. I reached out to my coach letting her know and then just sort of despair ate some chips for dinner, depresso expresso.
March 28th: No run for me today. The calf is still quite sore. I am more than positive I didn't tear anything because I think that has to feel worse then what I did, but there's something happening. I have a calf sleeve that I'm rocking and just seeing where things go. I'm trying not too be concerned about the big picture stuff because, let's be honest, it's not that big of a deal about my marathon. Do I want to continue training and have hopes of doing well? Yes. Am I going to be annoyed if I did something to my calf (because I was an idiot)? Yes. Will I be okay if I did something to my calf and have to scrap the block? Also yes. This running thing for my stress relief, my joy, my escape. I will work through whatever happened and find joy elsewhere. It's not that deep.
March 29th: I tested the water of the calf with an outdoor run. I did 3.5, talking myself out of 4 because, what will that extra half mile really do?, and it went okay. The calf was tight, may be a little sore, but no worse. Afterwards, as I write this, it was not too bad at all. I'm hopeful that the Brooks just aren't for me and cause my leg mechanics to work in a way that does not work for me so my calf reacted, got angry, and needs some time to calm down. That was that I was seeing before with them (and yes, I kept trying them out because I like the feel of them during the run and I'm an idiot) so I'm hoping I can do 10-14 tomorrow to keep mostly on track for the week and big picture. I'll be happy to get some miles and see less pain though too and see what Coach has to say about it all from there.
March 30th: Before heading out, I’m going to list the goals for the day. A Goal: 14 miles, B Goal: 10 miles, C Goal: any miles, hopefully 5-7 but being smart.
Good news: I got a half marathon in for this run. I could have gone to 14 but am in the mindset of not pushing and not caring (haha?). Overall it went well and I’m happy with how it went and feel like I’m over whatever jump happened.
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