This week my body has been feeling the effects of the past few weeks where I have thrown myself into running and exercise. Whilst most people struggle over the festive season with numerous social commitments and Christmas celebrations, I am not one of these. Instead of perhaps my exercise routine being put on the back burner, I have been the complete opposite. Whilst it has been nice to not have the guilt of broken routines or missed runs, at the same time it has not done a lot to get me into the Christmas spirit. It has not even felt like Christmas at all until parkrun came along this week and saved the day - again!
MONDAY: Body Pump and Spinning. Everything felt a huge effort today and I was generally very fatigued. This was a definite sign I did too much last week, which I had already concluded, but now my body seemed to be making sure my brain attempted (attempt being the key word!) to get the message.
TUESDAY: despite my best intentions to take things steadier today, I still ran a reasonably quick five mile loop, finishing at the gym for Kettlebells and an abs class. My body felt better, so I hoped I wouldn’t pay the price for maintaining my optimistic exercise levels.
WEDNESDAY: as probably could have been predicted, my reluctance to take my foot off the gas hit me today. I struggled around a five mile run, which although I still completed at a good pace, felt much too hard and like I had no energy. I very nearly did not go to my usual Body Pump class afterwards, which is a class I never miss and indicates just how drained I felt. I went though, although had to grab an energy gel from my house on the way in order to give me a much needed kick!
THURSDAY: after spending some time in the gym doing strength and conditioning work on my legs I discovered the exercise class I had intended to go to afterwards was cancelled. Now this presented me with an excellent opportunity to go home, put my feet up and rest… but did I… no. Mentally I needed a bit of a release, so went out and ran another five mile circuit. There is no hiding from the fact my willpower not to exercise is just shockingly poor at the moment!
FRIDAY: Rest Day
SATURDAY: a festive edition of Lincoln parkrun. I was so impressed by the efforts people had gone to in order to celebrate Christmas; runners and volunteers alike had donned Santa hats, tinsel, Christmas jumpers, onesies and much more. It really did make me smile looking around at everyone and I finally began to experience a little bit of that seasonal cheer! I joined in the celebrations with my own Santa hat perched on my head, and for once had left my purple running wardrobe at home to don my sole red running vest! The chilly fog looming mysteriously over Boultham Park and the fact I was wearing a skimpy vest and shorts meant I was actually rather grateful of my fleece hat, and to my shock it actually survived the whole run without being tossed to the side. I tried to control my pace a bit better this week and not race the first lap so madly! I did improve marginally on this, which reflected in an improved time overall of 21:45. I am still pleasantly surprised to be able to run sub 22 minute times at the moment and have immensely enjoyed having parkrun to throw my energy into whilst my marathon training has been on the backburner.
SUNDAY: a crisp ten miler with my friend. After a week of mixed exercise experiences it was refreshing just to fall into something so pleasant and familiar. This run did take my total mileage for the week to roughly 28 miles, again quite a lot, but running with my friend and chatting was just what I mentally needed, so today I was actually listening to my body for once - just in another way!
Alice's Adventures In Running Land
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