'I love running in the wind' said no one ever - this has been one of my favourite quotes of the week. If anyone truly likes running in the wind then fair play to them! I personally hate the way the wind makes everything feel so much harder, and especially when training for a marathon, I do no think any runner needs that! After Storm Ciara last week, the windy weather remained throughout this week, and by the weekend Storm Dennis decided he wanted a piece of the action..! Despite the disruption I have managed to log 43 miles for the week and am feeling strong and happy; just no more storms now please!
MONDAY: Body Pump class
TUESDAY: this was the worst day of the week in terms of battling against the wind. It was very strong and meant I had to dig deep to produce a tempo run. I had 6 miles on my plan, with the 4 middle miles at half marathon pace. Ideally I wanted closer to the 7:30 min/mile region for the tempo section, but it was such hard work, and I settled for just trying to log some sub 8 min/mile splits. I managed this feat; but even that was not easy, and it felt at times like I was running against sheer resistance!
WEDNESDAY: a midweek ten miler is always a sign for me that marathon training is getting serious. The wind persisted, although slightly less strong, which meant a few miles were a bit more challenging than they should have been. I kept my pace easy though, focusing on mileage and form rather than speed.
THURSDAY: my interval session for the week was a due to be hill repeats and this coincided perfectly with a hill session we had planned at Run Club. After a mile warm up it was then into a very challenging block of hill repeats, sprinting as fast as possible up a steep incline and recovering on the downhill. We completed four sets of 8 minutes and as each set passed I could feel my legs tiring and having to push myself more to maintain pace. It was tough and certainly not a session I would have attempted without the support and motivation of being in a club environment. A recovery jog home left me with 5 more miles in the legs - and ready for tomorrow's rest day!
FRIDAY: Rest Day
SATURDAY: my efforts during Thursday's hill session were still in my legs today; I was a little tight and stiff. I gave parkrun my best shot, but I think I knew I would need fresher legs to really be challenging a good time. The wind was also starting to build again and the rain started to lash as I made my way around Lincoln's Boultham Park - Dennis the Menace announcing his arrival! I finished in 21:21, which I think was the best my body was capable of this particular week.
SUNDAY: during the night I had been woken by the wind howling and rain splattering violently against my window, and as I buried deeper into my duvet I thought to myself that planning a long run on Sunday was probably a stupid thing to do. The only reassurance I sought was from the fact I knew I would be running with some of my friends from Run Club; their planned race had been postponed, so their loss had actually meant I gained some much welcomed long run company (and a place at the rearranged Stamford 30k for next week!) Meeting up with my long run crew on Sunday morning the wind had actually settled a little and the rain had stopped; maybe we were not so crazy after all! In fact, throughout the vast majority of the 19 miles we completed, the weather was far kinder than we could ever have hoped; some sections were windy, some rain did fall, and certain paths were very wet and boggy, but it could have been so much worse! 19 miles is my longest run yet of this training cycle, but it did not feel it; the company and chat meant the miles flew by, and my legs really felt strong. By the end of the run I was tired, but still had more to give. My overriding emotion was actually contentment rather than fatigue; it is amazing what an enjoyable few hours chatting and doing what I love with like minded friends can result it. Dennis certainly did not defeat us!
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