No, not the the evil organization intent on destroying Chuck, but more like the Archimedes, move the world sort of thing. This week falls exactly in the middle of my current training plan and it presented the first real gut check.Regular readers will see a pattern here. Work has really been putting the screws to me lately and it's seriously affecting my will to run. I know that some of you are thinking, "but exercise helps reduce work-related stress." And you're right. It can't, however, do anything to cure a case of not enough sleep, which is what I've been dealing with for the last two weeks and it really caught up with me in the middle of training week. five. I think I've goten things back under control and am looking forward to some quality training in week six.
Monday: was supposed to be off, but I did the forty-five-minute easy run I was supposed to do on Sunday. 45:22 for 4.1 miles. Easy run: check.
Tuesday: Intervals: the plan called for seven 1K runs with breaks of 1/4 of the interval time. Darkness forced me to do these inside on the treadmill, so an asterisk goes beside all these times: 4:23, 4:18, 4:18, 4:17, 4:12, 4:16, and 4:01. Av HR at the end of each interval: 174.
Wednesday: Easy run on the treadmill again (sigh) thirty minutes for 3 miles.
Thursday: Skip! My first hooky day.
Friday: The plan called for six miles at a moderate pace. I was tired and running behind all day so I ended up only running five on the treadmill in forty-five minutes.
Saturday: Off
Sunday: Plan called for fourteen miles. I ran 13.5 in 2:03:08 (counting three longish stoplights worth four to six minutes of that time). Call this one a win.
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