I capped off my thirty three mile week with a long run on the Silver Comet Trail. The Silver Comet Trail and I are old friends. I can probably count the number of run-only workouts I’ve done there on one hand. Bike workouts, however, are another story.
Matthew’s second tournament of the year was this past weekend. In order for me to get to his game on time, I had to get up at 5:30 AM and be feet down running at 7 AM. Totally nailed it.
For the first part of my run, I felt like total crap. Drinking six light beers the night before will do that to you. About half way through, the endorphins over powered the yuck feeling, and I actually began to enjoy my run. I spend so much time training alone, it was nice to be out on the trail with other peeps, even the triathletes that were buzzing me, a bit.
Sports Tracks corrected my distances and indicates I ran a 9:37 average pace over 13.2 miles, well below my target pace of 9:58. I kept my effort high the entire run and successfully resisted the urge to slack off at the end, completing my last mile at a 9:40 pace.
Despite finishing strong, I was exceptionally sore on Monday, and despite sleeping well Sunday and Monday night, I was sore Tuesday as well. Last week, I decided to move two of my runs per week to the softer treadmill. One of those runs is my Tuesday easy run with strides. Well, this run did not go well. I was sore, somewhat dehydrated, and I didn’t eat enough before running at lunch. I took a walk break at mile three and managed to salvage the second half of the run. I canned the strides. Yes, I want to get faster. No, I do not want to hurt myself.
Last night, I was reading the latest issue of Runner’s World, and a little snippet caught my eye. The article was about overtraining. It mentioned that age groupers are less likely (by twice) than elite athletes to over train, but it also said that elite athletes almost never stick to the canned schedule. They make adjustments as necessary to remain healthy, active, and progressing towards their goal.
On paper, I might appear to have enjoyed my jump from a 27 mile week to a 33 mile week, my body is telling me that I *might* be over doing it a bit. I have a six mile hill run schedule for tonight, no pace target. I wouldn’t be surprised if I cut it short, or turn in a few 13 minute miles.
Happy hump day, y’all!