2 Days off
15M with workout of 4 x 2.5M (800m rest) at 556/555/257 (326) 550/555/252 (328)
555/556/253 (343) 553/557/253
11.5M with 12 x 200m repeats at 40s with 200m jog rest
24M time on feet long run in 2:55 (7:17 pace), with no food before hand, 2 sips of water
Despite having taken off two days due to sickness, I absolutely killed my runs this week. I have always prided myself on my ability to listen to my body, even if it means taking a day off. It's really helped me to put aside my ego and just trust that taking time off will be better for me in the long run. As a result of my strange stomach virus on Sunday, I felt like total crap on Monday and Tuesday. I didn't run or climb and focused on just taking naps and sleeping a lot. By the time Wednesday rolled around, I knocked out 9 miles easily. I decided to try out the original workout of 5 x 2.5 miles on Thursday because I'd have the company of Jonah. For this workout, my notes were recorded as follows:
- Super glad I took Monday and Tuesday off from running.
- This went 100x better than I was expecting given how sick and tired and just terrible I felt Sunday through Tuesday. It was harder trying to slow down to run 555 pace than it was to run 550 pace. It just felt SO effortless!
- Thank god for Jonah.
- After the third one, I stopped for a quick sip of water and the jog rest time doesn't reflect that so it was probably more like a 4:00 rest.
- YAY! I killed this workout! This is the first time that I've really walked away knowing that I'm in shape to PR at Chicago.
Saturday and Sunday were also somewhat big days, with a light 200m workout, followed by a long run on the rolling hills of Canada Road with some of my guys. Most, if not all, of my runs this week were spent with Jonah and I am SO GRATEFUL for his company. Especially this week, when I was doubting my ability to get runs in after my sickness, his presence was crucial. For the long run on Sunday, I made the mistake of only drinking water and not eating any food before. I had only 2 tiny sips of water during the run so that in the final 2 miles of the run, my body was seriously bonking. My legs started to feel eerily similar to the end of a marathon, so ultimately I was grateful for the practice of running on really tired legs and the chance to use my mind to overcome my protesting body parts.