When it rains it pours.
If I thought that week 3 of my training was tough, then week 4 was definitely one for the record books. This past week was a test of my mental, emotional, and physical capabilities.
Monday, January 23rd
Monday was the first of several hard days last week. My grandfather’s visitation at the funeral home was Monday afternoon and evening. While it was nice to be able to visit with and catch up with so many members of our extended family, it was an emotionally exhausting day. Early that morning I did fit in 15 minutes of strength training, focusing on my upper body and abs. I wish that I would have had time for a longer workout, but training just wasn’t my priority that day, or much of the week for that matter.
Tuesday, January 24th
Early Tuesday morning I headed to the hotel fitness center to run on the treadmill. I slogged through my run, and after just two miles had to call it quits. Throughout the entire run, but especially during the second mile, I battled terrible side cramps. How I felt during the run was symbolic of the day, as my grandfather’s funeral was that day.
Two physically and emotionally difficult miles was all that my body and mind could handle the morning of my grandfather’s funeral.
After spending the day with family, celebrating my grandfather’s life, we left north Jersey around 5:30 p.m. Thankfully we encountered very little traffic during our drive home, and pulled into the driveway just before 11:00 p.m.
Wednesday, January 25th
Wednesday was the only day last week that I went to work. I didn’t want to go, but knowing that I hadn’t been at work since the previous Thursday, and that I would be taking the following two days off, I dragged myself into school. I spent much of the day running around trying to get caught up, and also write sub plans for the rest of the week. After school, I had to take my sister to the airport and pick up Riley from boarding. By the time I finally made it home it was almost 7:00 p.m., and I was pooped.
Thursday, January 26th
Thursday put the icing on the cake for my difficult week. Little man had been scheduled to have corrective eye surgery, and since his ophthalmologist only does surgery at our local children’s hospital one day per month, we really didn’t want to reschedule it, even though my grandfather’s funeral had just been two days earlier. Thankfully, there weren’t any complications during his surgery, and his recovery at home has been going well.
Little man just prior to going back to the O.R. Hopefully we’ll be seeing that smile on his face again sooner than later.
Friday, January 27th
Since little man couldn’t go to daycare, Preston and I were home with him. Although he’s been in pain and extra fussy and clingy, he has still been sleeping well, so I was able to escape the house for a run during nap time. It felt great to be able to go for a real run for the first time in almost a week, and it felt even better that I felt as strong as I did during my run. My splits during my 4.71 mile run were very consistent too: 9:32/9:34/9:37/9:36/6:43. I ended my run hopeful that the run would mark the start of my return to consistent training.
I was so happy after completing a strong training run, and my first “real” run in what felt like forever.
Saturday, January 28th
Unfortunately, I came down with a stomach bug and was up at 1:30 a.m. sick. I spent much of the day fighting to find energy, and thankfully little man’s godmother came down from Baltimore to help us take care of him. Just when I thought that I was making a turn for the better with my training, I was thrown yet another curve ball.
Sunday, January 29th
Thankfully, I woke up Sunday morning feeling much better than I had felt all day on Saturday. Not only was I feeling better, but I was incredibly motivated to get outside and complete my planned long run of 10 miles. Since I had no idea how the run would go after almost two weeks of inconsistent workouts, I told myself as I headed out the door that I’d strive to run 8 miles, and push myself to run 10, if I was feeling good.
I felt strong during the first 6 miles of my run. But as I started my seventh mile, I started to loose energy. I forged forward, and finished the 10 miles that I had written on my training calendar. It felt incredible to finish all 10 miles after the past couple of weeks that I’ve had. My splits were: 10:27/10:23/10:24/10:22/10:23/10:11/10:36/10:27/10:22/10:23.
Jumping for joy after completing my first double digit run November, and the fact that after a difficult two weeks that I still got my planned long run in yesterday.
And to top off the incredible feeling, and to make sure that I met my weekly strength training goal, I also did 15 minutes of core and upper body work that evening.
I’m not going to lie, I’m very frustrated that I haven’t been able to work out consistently for the past two weeks, and was am starting to worry about whether I’d be half marathon ready by March 11th. Yesterday’s long run gave me the confidence boost I needed after a frustrating couple of weeks. I’m optimistic that my workouts, and my overall totals, will look much better next week.
Total Weekly Mileage – 18.45 miles (10.58 miles more than week 3)
Total RnRDC Mileage – 61.89 miles
QOTD: How do you get your mind back in the game after multiple difficult weeks in a row?
I’m linking up with Holly from HoHo Runs and Tricia from MissSippiPiddlin for the Weekly Wrap link up. I’m also linking up with Courtney for the Training Recap link up. Be sure to check out their posts as well.