Recovery: Week Two = Finito
The theme: Just Because You Don’t Feel Like You’ve Been Run Over By A Semi Doesn’t Mean You’re Anywhere Near 100%.
After a few days of running, I was hurting again, but in New and Exciting places.
So I decided to give it a rest (since that’s what you’re supposed to do) and I spent a couple of days on the exercise bike. Which means that I also spent a couple of days wincing when I sat down, in the name of Cross Training.
Remember how I never, ever ride the exercise bike? Me too. So next time, if someone wants to be That Person who throws themselves in front of the train so that I can take a seat comfortably, I will be forever indebted to you.
I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you that this week, the doubt began to creep in.
Because I am the queen of irrational moments, I decided that there was no way I could possibly be able to log another 36 mile week again. Much less run 10 miles (my favorite distance) or whip my body into shape for the first annual, Kat Eats Two Thanksgiving Dinners In Three Hours Treadmill Half-Marathon also known as the KETTDITHT-Half.
For interested parties, there will be details to come at the beginning of November.
Feel free to laugh at the ridiculousness of everything that just happened there. That’s just how the mind of a runner works. It’s all or nothing. Period.
But I stepped back, cracked open my planner (where my recovery instructions are highlighted in green) and reminded myself that last week I was supposed to do up to 25% of my pre-marathon mileage. And this week was about doing from 25% – 50% of my pre marathon mileage.
So 11.5 miles?
WAS JUST FINE.
It was appropriate.
It was normal.
It was A Part Of The Plan.
This week? There is more work to be done. More miles to be covered. More yoga to be practiced. More
flapping Pilates to take part in.
Running Pack in The Sky: Would you participate in a treadmill race (at the distance of your choice) on Thanksgiving morning?
Bikers: Is there a way to get around the sore booty thing without buying the expensive fancy shorts?
Uno: I don’t know that I’ll bike that much once I’m back to fighting-form. Dos: I think Marcus will kill me if I buy more gear right now, considering the fact that I have a bag of running tights just sitting in my closet right now, waiting to get in on the action.