Despite the Great North Run having been completed, I still have two races on the horizon. Up first is the Women's Running Finsbury Park 10k on the 27th September (my birthday!), followed by the Oxford Half Marathon on the 11th October, which I won a place for. So, this week the aim was half training/keeping myself going, half recovery...
MONDAY: the day after Great North Run and I did not expect to be in the level of pain I was in! My quads were very sore, and the classic movements of stairs, getting out of a chair etc. were an uncomfortable challenge. However, I still went to my Body Pump class... In my head I thought if I can do the class the day after running a marathon (which I did following London this year) I can manage it the day after a half marathon! To be fair it wasn't that bad, only the odd deep, slow squat or lunge really made me wince.
TUESDAY: my DOMS had reduced today, so I decided to give my Body Attack class a go. The class was a bit of a struggle as I could notice the power absent in my legs, but I made it through.
WEDNESDAY: having had no real rest since the Great North Run I decided to give running a break for one more day. I actually quite enjoyed cross training in the gym, doing intervals on the bike and cross trainer, with my Body Pump class after.
THURSDAY: my first run of the week. I completed a steady paced 9k, and with no time pressure I really enjoyed it. My legs felt a little odd at first but they seemed to grow into the run.
FRIDAY: Rest Day
SATURDAY: another 9k run which I completed around the local common. I don't often choose to run this route and it was therefore pure chance that I bumped into my friend on her run (see image)! Joining my friend for a loop of the common made the distance fly by, helped also by the fact it was a lovely evening to be out. My legs felt almost perfect, so much so I took on the long incline of the common twice and still averaged 5 minute/km pace.
SUNDAY: I aimed to run longer today, 16k in my head being the max I would do, but allowing myself to see how my legs felt. I went off steady, not aiming for anything spectacular in terms of pace as I was still thinking in a recovery mindset. However, as the distance went on my legs grew heavy and tight, reminiscent of the struggles I had the week before Great North Run. I plodded on, looping for home at the 13k point. In my delight at completing the Great North Run I think I had actually forgotten the state my legs were in beforehand, and how I had been told they were very fatigued and tired. Although I was taking this week easier than normal, I had only really been treating it as race recovery, rather than total recovery. Saturday's run had given me false optimism, but I now know I need to ease off the running a bit more, and focus on giving my legs a further break, especially if I want to be able to enjoy my final races of the year.
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