We’re starting our 4th week of training and we are getting serious, folks. Serious about sticking to the plan, serious about resting, serious about not overtraining and getting burned out by week 5. So far I’ve learned that rest days are for resting. It’s true. I always rest on Sunday, but I took my first two mid-week rest days “off,” you know, because I thought it would help me be stronger. Hahaha. It turns out that my body needs to rest because when I’ve spent 3 days tearing it to pieces, it needs time to rebuild. It’s true. So no more slacking for me. I’m getting serious about these rest days.
I’m serious about pacing, too. I’ve got to get out of the “run for fun” mindset, in which I go as fast as I can for however long I am going. That’s great for maintenance running, but not so smart for training. I’m still trying to figure out the best way to handle this. I thought that maybe I should leave the Garmin at home so I wouldn’t be tempted to race the clock quite so much . . . but then I lose track of the miles. Not to mention the fact that I’m supposed to go fast — faster than I really want to, even, but only sometimes. I’ll figure out this pacing thing someday.
Figuring out the stroller situation, on the other hand, adds a level of complexity to the training that I really can’t wrap my mind around, but you better believe I’m taking it seriously because this thing weighs heavily on my mind (and body). Like, is it better to sleep in and take the boys out for my tempo run? All thoughts of going at “tempo pace” are then pretty much out the window. Or do I get up early and take on zombie-like tendencies for the rest of the day? Which is it? And if I take the boys out, is it worth it to take the Garmin, too? Or is the added pressure to go tempo pace anyway/discouragement from not being able to hit it on the hill reason enough to bag it? And if I do bag it, can I really call it a tempo run?
Last, but not least, if I’m really going to be serious about this training, I should probably not crash any more 5Ks. I’m one and done with that, folks. We decided, on a whim, to run a 5K in the middle of our long run Saturday. I told myself I would be happy with anything under 22:00. We crossed the line at 22:05. I pushed the stroller for 3+ of the remaining 4 miles as penance and called it a day. No more messing around, people. I’m going by the book from here on out.*
*Certain restrictions may apply. These include, but are not limited to: unscheduled rest days, sudden urges to chase down a mark, increase in desire to make up missed miles, mis-accounting for added weight/strength from pushing 100 extra pounds in the stroller, letting loose just because I feel like it, and switching workouts without notice or without acknowledging the consequences of such rash decisions.