This week has seemed strange. In the weeks following the London Marathon, the fact I had the Liverpool Rock n Roll Half Marathon in my diary was almost an extra motivation to keep going. I would obviously have continued to run and train even without this race, but it being there encouraged me to push myself a bit more; add in those dreaded interval runs, make that abs class even when I did not really feel like it etc. My sixteen weeks of Berlin Marathon training officially starts on Monday, so these last seven days have felt like a bit of a nothing week. I have felt torn between resting a bit more and preparing for my next big block of training, but also with the feeling that I wanted to just continue the momentum I have already built. In the end I am not sure which I achieved really!
MONDAY: after travelling back from Liverpool following a lovely long weekend and a new Half Marathon PB, I went to the gym. My quads were sore from the Half so I focused on upper body weights, enjoying the freedom of a quiet Bank Holiday weights area!
TUESDAY: I was tired today, and could have quite easily skipped any form of exercise. I pulled on my trainers though and bargained with myself to try a nice easy run. I managed 5 miles at around 8.30 min/mile pace, and then drew on some of my last motivation to go to an abs class at the gym.
WEDNESDAY: a steadier run today; I still did not feel like I wanted to push myself crazily, but I picked up both the pace and distance a little, logging 6.5 miles before Body Pump at the gym. It was muggy out running and even more close in the gym studio.
THURSDAY: an extremely hot Body Attack class which left me feeling totally drained.
FRIDAY: with a weekend away at a friend's wedding on the horizon I fitted a long run in early morning. To quote the message I sent my friend post run 'it was 9.5 miles of horribleness'. The first five miles were actually ok, and I enjoyed venturing out along a route I had not ran in a while (see image). The remaining miles were not good though. As the morning rapidly warmed up so did I; I was thirsty, I could have done with a toilet stop, and both my legs and mental desire seemed to fade rapidly - I could not even face adding on the extra 0.5 of a mile as I went passed my own street. It was not enjoyable.
SATURDAY: being in Suffolk for my friend's wedding gave me the perfect opportunity for some parkrun run tourism at Bury St Edmund's parkrun - full blog to follow.
SUNDAY: Rest Day - I was really tempted to exercise or run when I arrived back home following my time away; it felt weird having a rest day on a Sunday which notoriously is my 'long run' day. I always try to give my body one day off a week though and with my journey to the Berlin Marathon beginning on Monday, I knew I had a lot more running to come..
Alice's Adventures In Running Land
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