I managed 68 miles for the week despite another stressful several days dealing with viral vom, doctor appointments and a bout of mastitis (breast infection that is out of this WORLD painful). I’m not really sure how I got it all done. It feels like a blur.
Marathon training (Phoenix is my goal race in February) starts this week! I’m amazed and in awe of the human body, how it is able to adapt to stresses and perform at higher levels with each push. Just what like, 7 weeks ago? I could barely get through a couple of miles at goal race pace (sub 6:50 min/miles) and this week I hit my longest run (14 miles) with 10 of them at 6:48 pace. I don’t even feel like I’m bragging because it’s like, yeah sure, I get out there and do it but whatever created us made us in such a way that after we do the work, it heals us and grows us and makes us stronger, while we do nothing.
I sound high.
Here’s the breakdown of my week:
Monday– A mix of treadmill and stroller pushing to make 8 slow recovery miles.
Tuesday– 7 miles pushing Jesse in the stroller and then 4 treadmill miles at 7:49 pace.
Wednesday– I woke up with mastitis, but thankfully my doctor had prescribed me antibiotics ahead of time (because I get it all the time) so I started taking it right away and started to feel a bit better in the afternoon. So, because I’m stubborn, I went for a 6 mile run at an average 8 min/mile pace.
Thursday– I tried so hard to get Jesse to sleep while Callum was at preschool but he just wouldn’t go for it, so I pushed him in the stroller for a slow 5 miles, and then after preschool, I did some intervals (4 min hard, 2 min recovery) for 6 miles. Recovery was all done at 8:30 min/mile pace, and the hard intervals were done at 7:30, 7, 6:45 and 6:30.
Friday– It was a pro-D day for the kids so I had to wrangle this run together in pieces. I did 6 miles pushing Callum in the stroller and then 4 more miles on the treadmill inside while Jesse napped.
Saturday– Pushed the Jesse stroller for 8 miles in the rain!
Sunday– 1 warm-up mile, 10 miles at 6:48 min/miles, 3 cool-down miles.
I just ate butter chicken labeled “very spicy” so if I get the vom tonight, I will be feeling very unlucky and regretful.
Viral vom going around your ‘hood?
Anyone else getting flu shots?
Paperwork for 6 people is currently sitting in a pile on our kitchen counter beside the passport renewal applications.