Well, if I round up, I made it to 69 miles for the week which is quite scandalous. In all honesty though, I capped out at 68.65 miles which isn’t quite as exciting, but at 9 weeks postpartum, I’ll take what I can get.
This was my first official week of marathon training! I’m (loosely) using a plan out of my Advanced Marathoning book. The 2 main workouts this week were a 9 mile run with 4 miles at half marathon race pace (6:30) and a 15 mile long run. I (stupidly) combined the 2 on Sunday’s run and nearly crapped my pants. It was touch and go for about 2 miles and then it was just go.
Here’s how it went down.
Monday– Day after the long marathon race pace run. Sore. Heavy legs. Slow. Andrew was home with a sore back so I waited until Jesse was fast asleep and Callum was happily watching a show and then I headed out for 9 miles, except Jesse woke up so I turned around and came home early. But then he went back to sleep so I took Callum out on a stroller run to finish up my nine miler.
Tuesday– I ran 8 miles while pushing Jesse in the stroller while Callum was at preschool. It was SUCH a gorgeous day. We’re having amazing Fall weather!
Wednesday– Jesse had a crappy night’s sleep last night so he made up for it by having a really long nap this morning. I made use of it and ran 11 miles on the treadmill.
Thursday– A combination of treadmill running and pushing Jesse in the stroller to make 8 miles while Callum was at preschool.
Friday– Just a couple of treadmill runs fit in during the day at separate times while Jesse napped and Callum played beside me. I even dragged the swing into the garage for Jesse to nap in!
Saturday– I pushed Jesse in the stroller for 9 miles! He slept for the last 6. He loves the stroller. He is SO CUTE. This kid is a dream. He stares up at me and smiles away, looks around, and pretty much just loves life while we run along. Yay.
Sunday– I’d love to round this up, or even round it down, but I can’t do it. Because my life is so busy, I had to combine my 2 tough runs this week into one: I put the half marathon race pace tempo run inside my long run of 15 miles. I also wanted to run with Lora as we haven’t seen each other in forever, and it’s her 40th birthday tomorrow, and today was my only chance. So, I headed out for the tempo run first and did 1 mile warmup and 4 at 6:32 min/miles. The goal was 6:30, but it was CRAZY windy out. I don’t like to make excuses, but this was the type of wind that blew up gravel onto our shins so that every time a gust came, we had to stop and turn around for a few seconds. So, a 6:32 average is just fine with me! I worked harder than I would have on a non-windy day for a 6:30 average, if that makes sense. So hard, in fact, that I nearly crapped my pants and had to cut out to have a poop on the side of the road. I lost just over a mile there, (I let Lora go ahead and then went out to meet her, and came back with her), so I didn’t get the full 15 miles in (I capped out at 13.65) but that’s okay. The point of the long run is to teach the body to run on tired legs, and that is exactly what I did today. Goal accomplished.
So, it’s working out that once a week Andrew takes Jesse and Callum for me so that I can get my big workout run done. I usually keep the boys with me while he does the whole soccer thing with his older kids on the weekends, and then when he gets home, I take off. Thankfully, Jesse takes a bottle of pumped breastmilk so there’s not much worry there in regards to him missing a feeding, however, today was the longest I’ve been away from him (2.5 hours) and I think he maybe just panicked a little? Who knows what goes on in their little minds, right? So I got home, peeled off my sweaty clothes and gave him the boobie. He was SO happy. After he ate he just stared up at me and gave me the hugest smiles and talked away with all sorts of eyebrow raises and shoulder movements. I love this kid.
I’m typing this out while he sleeps on my chest. I’ve also got a (Canadian) beer beside me, and I’m about to nail down a bag of cheesies. Life is good.
Have you ever had Canadian beer? Do you like it? What kind?
Do you know what cheesies are? Cheetos are a brand of cheesies. I think cheesies are a Canadian term.
How old are you?
I’m turning 40 in January!