Good morning. I am doubling up my blogs again since this was my running, volleyball, running event again. My goal for yesterday was to run an easy 6 miles to make up for my shortened run on Tuesday. Laurel had a meeting at church so we met at a McDonald's that was between us and I took the kids in to eat and play while she went to her meeting. I had all of the details worked out in my head - meet, spend time with the kids and eat dinner, then be on the track by 6:15pm and have plenty of time to run before volleyball. Never trust things when they are that simple. Laurel's meeting went well, but long. She got back to McDonald's at 7:15pm and my volleyball game was at 8:00pm. I made an adjustment in my running plans.
I was at the YMCA and on the track by 7:25pm and decided that I would run 3 "hard" miles. I would run 1 hard, hen a quarter slow and make up the difference in the next 3/4 mile and then 1/2 slow and again make up the difference in the next 1/2 mile. This seemed to work well. While I did not get the 6 miles in I wanted, I did get 3 in at over a minute under my marathon pace and was not tapped out by game time. By the way, we won 1 of our 3 matches in volleyball.
This morning I did not want to get up when the alarm on my watch went off. I went downstairs and packed my gear to go run. It was 40 degrees and no wind when I headed out the door. I hit the YMCA at about 5:30am and spent 15 minutes talking to a friend who works the desk on Thursday mornings. When I hit the track it was 5:50am. I was supposed to run 6-7 tempo miles. I started out slow and build up to my tempo pace. My first 3 miles were right on target, then things began to unravel. My pace slowed, I was winded and started struggling with the old thoughts of, "go ahead and stop, nobody will know and you can make up miles later." I pushed through and finished 6 miles, but at really slow pace. I think part of this problem stemmed again from not eating anything between last nights workout and this morning. I also did not take any ibuprofen before bed, so my body still ached from volleyball.
As I walked to the locker room I was looking for something to boost my spirits and get me over the hump. When I got on the scale after my shower, I got that boost. At my best weight last year, I was 232 pounds. This was great since when I started seriously running in January of 2008 I weighed 258 pounds. When deer season hit, I stopped running but not eating and had put about 17 pounds back on. I have been hanging around the 243-246 mark since mid February. Today my weight was 237 pounds. I weighed myself twice to be sure it was right.
Tomorrow is a rest day. I hope to let my body recover from the abuse of the last 2 days and find my motivation for this weekends runs. I am switching days again and will run an easy 4 on Saturday and my long run (16 miles) on Sunday.
Have a great day everyone.
Peace,
Philippians 4:13
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