I am now halfway through my eight weeks of training for half marathon number six. Its hard to believe that in just four short weeks I’ll be toeing the start line of my next half marathon, my second one while pregnant.
Just like my first week of RnRPhilly training, this past week was very uneventful when it came to my training. After coming down with a cold last Sunday, and making a phone call to the on call OB Sunday afternoon since I had a fever, I’ve been battling one symptom after another. By Wednesday I had gotten even sicker, and was put on antibiotics to battle an upper respiratory infection. Definitely not fun under the best of circumstances, but even worse while pregnant.
The first thing to take a back seat while sick was of course working out. Even though I wanted to work out, I physically couldn’t. Its always a difficult battle when you’re mentally up for something that you just can’t physically do. Thankfully by Saturday I felt well enough to head to the gym, and logged eight miles. It felt so good to run a 5k and walk another five miles, and overall just sweat a bit.
After coming to the realization after last Saturday’s Clarendon Day 10k (which I know I still need to recap) that my body can’t handle running much more than three miles anymore, I headed to the gym on Saturday fully intending to run no more than a 5k. And I’m so glad that I made that decision. By the end of my run, my pregnant belly was very heavy and I had a lot of pressure from the baby. During my almost two hours on the treadmill I had to take two bathroom breaks, which I’m sure is just a preview of the number of porta potty stops that I’ll be making in Philly on race day.
While I wish that my overall training mileage were higher than it currently is (I’ve only logged 37.95 miles over the past four weeks), I’m also just thankful to still be moving. Now that I’ve entered the third trimester, I’m sure I’ll be slowing down even more, but as long as I can keep moving, no matter how far or for how long, I’ll be happy.
QOTD: When was the last time that you mentally were up for a challenge but your body just couldn’t cooperate?