Week Eight: All Hell Doesn't Break Loose

So I sort of blew it on the whole training plan thing for week eight. Impending (and then receding) holidays and end-of-semester woes are the official scapegoats, but I think I was also pretty tired (see the second of the scapegoats). Anyways, here's the damage

Monday: Plan said off

Tuesday: Plan said Six 1K intervals--I took it off

Wednesday: Plan said off or run easy for thirty minutes. Usually I've been opting for the east thirty. This time I took it off.

Thursday: Plan said a hard thirty-five minute tempo run. I took it off.

Friday: Plan called for an easy thirty minutes, and that's what I did.

Saturday: I was supposed to run twelve miles--six easy and six at race pace +30. I made the six at race pace +00, but started feeling a little pain in my left knee (I know, very convenient) and cut it to nine. I did the whole nine at race +02.

Sunday: The plan called for an easy thirty minutes, but I was feeling a little guilty about the week so I did the same nine I did on Saturday and finished at 1:09:49, which is 7:45/mile or race pace -15. If I can do that for the 13.1 in two weeks I'll finish at around 1:41.

I'm going to try very hard to get back on the plan for the last two weeks. There's only one set of intervals and one long day left so it should be a little easier to put it all together.

When I got back today and bragged to one of the cats this was his reaction. I guess I'll have to go this one on my own.