Once again, I hope that everyone had an awesome weekend. After witnessing a lot of London Marathon ballot angst last week, I’m looking forward to the online running community hopefully returning to normal. I know it’s easy for me to say this, but the London Marathon really isn’t the be-all and end-all.The penultimate week of my half marathon training plan and the ‘beginning of taper’ should have started with a double rest day. It didn’t. The plan then recommended that I completed a steady 50 minute run on Wednesday, an easy 35 minute run on Thursday, an easy 15 minute jog on Saturday and a 60 minute run on Sunday.
The reality was unfortunately a little different and I ended up resting on four consecutive days and running on three consecutive days.
Monday – Rest
When I got out of bed on Monday, I discovered that I was experiencing the dreaded delayed onset muscle soreness (DOMS) for the first time in ages. Slightly worrying given that I’d failed to complete my longer run the previous morning. After spending what felt like ages packaging up yet more eBay sales – why does it always take one buyer ages to pay? – I decided I needed to get out of the house.
I spent ages walking around the top end of Sutton Park, weighing up the various pros and cons of accepting the job I’d been offered. Although I knew the pros outweighed the cons, I was still letting my anxiety rule me. I’ve genuinely got no idea how some people are brave enough to travel to places like Dubai to start a new job.
Tuesday – Rest
After spending ages discussing my main concerns and fears with my mentor, I decided to accept the job offer. I then had to overcome yet another everyday task which for some reason makes me incredibly anxious – phoning someone I don’t know. I took a deep breath, worked out exactly what I wanted to say and made the phone call. If everything goes to plan, I will start my new job on November 20th. I then spent the rest of the day worrying about finding somewhere to live, moving away from my friends and family, fitting into my smarter clothes (actually this is a genuine concern…) and remembering how to be a hydrologist. Just occasionally, I really hate being single and having to deal with all this sort of stuff on my own.
Wednesday – Rest
When my alarm woke me at 05:00 I discovered that my headache had made an unwelcome return. Like last week, when I stood up I felt nauseous and light-headed. I decided that if I felt better, I would attempt to complete my 50 minute run later on in the day. I switched my alarm off and slept for another three hours.Fortunately, when I woke up again at 08:30, although I didn’t feel great, I felt well enough to reply to some slightly overdue emails and to complete and send off my reference request form. By the afternoon I started to go a little stir crazy so I headed out for another walk in Sutton Park. The walk left me feeling so knackered, I decided to be sensible and postponed my 50 minute run.
Thursday – Rest
I should have completed an easy-paced 35 minute run but thanks to my head I didn’t. As I’m aware that my blog is getting far too repetitive, I won’t bore you with the gory details! At least I got an early night and actually managed to sleep.
Friday – 50 mins steady
When my alarm woke me at 05:00, although I still didn’t feel great, I felt well enough to attempt the 50 minute run I should have completed earlier in the week. I promised myself that I’d run at a sensible pace and that I’d immediately stop running if I started to feel unwell. I got dressed, worked through some stretches, went to the loo, made myself drink a glass of water and then headed outside. Unfortunately, my trusty Garmin decided that it didn’t want to function as a GPS. After spending several minutes waiting for it to pick up a signal, I decided to run using it as a stopwatch.Although the run wasn’t fast or enjoyable, I managed to run for 50 minutes without stopping. According to GB Mapometer I covered about 4.25 miles; for some reason my legs felt like they had covered double that distance. Later on that afternoon I spotted a photo of this year’s Great Birmingham Run medal and t-shirt. It’s good to see that the medal features the Library of Birmingham.
Saturday – 15 mins easy jog
Although I completed a 15 minute jog, I’m not sure exactly how far I managed to run as my Garmin died five minutes into the run. I think I managed to cover roughly 1.3 miles. The rest of my Saturday was incredibly mundane. I spent a couple of hours catching up on housework and washing, please could someone invent a self-cleaning house and clothes? Once I’d completed my chores, I spent an entertaining hour attempting to work through a selection of Jasyoga 5-minute reset videos. I’m so useless at yoga, I felt less relaxed when I’d finished than when I’d started. I spent the evening watching the Berlin Marathon – yes I’m a few weeks behind – with an ice pack balanced on my knee. Not the most exciting Saturday night.
Sunday – 60 mins comfortable pace
When my alarm kindly woke me at 06:00, I was relieved that I finally felt normal again. I dragged myself out of bed, got dressed, went to the loo, drank a couple of glasses of water, left my Garmin searching for satellites on the door step and then spent 30 minutes working through a selection of PF stretches. I headed out the door and discovered that my Garmin was still trying to remember how to function as a GPS. After three failed attempts at GPSing, I think it’s time for me to accept that Geoffrey the Garmin may well have reached the end of his life.
I decided to use my Garmin as a stopwatch again and headed out into the dark. As the training plan recommended I ran at a comfortable pace, I made a concerted effort to maintain a sensible pace. I was reminded just how rubbish I am at pacing myself and how reliant I have become on my Garmin. Running without a GPS was quite tricky and I’m sure my pacing was erratic. I spent an enjoyable 60 minutes pounding the pavements of Four Oaks and felt pretty good when I reached the end of the run. I’m such a geek, as soon as I got home I worked out I’d covered approximately 5.35 miles.
So that’s the fifteenth week of my half marathon training not exactly completed. The excuses and reasons for not running started to get a little repetitive. While I don’t think it was a successful week, I’m over the moon I managed to run for 50 minutes on Friday morning and for an hour yesterday. I just hope that the training runs I missed don’t come back to haunt me during the half marathon.
Next week’s training schedule – the ‘taper and race week’ – contains three training runs and then the Great Birmingham Run on Sunday. I don’t feel ready! I’ve got to complete a 20 minute recovery run later on today. I’ve then got to complete a comfortable (whatever that means) 40 minute run on Wednesday and an easy 10-15 minute run on Saturday. The training plan recommends that I test out my race outfit on Saturday. As I don’t fancy starting my half marathon wearing smelly running gear, I’ll be ignoring this particular recommendation.
I’ve got everything crossed that I avoid picking up a delayed dose of Freshers’ Flu and that my head continues to behave itself.
- Runs: 44
- Time 22 hours 50 mins
- Distance: 124.24 miles
- Right heel: 2/10
- Right knee: 2/10
- Left foot: 2/10