Saturday Workout: 4 miles, 11:34 average, Pace Gloves
Sunday Workout: 6 miles, 11:33 average, 3 miles in socks (treadmills are pretty brutal on bare skin), 3 miles in Pace Gloves
I called it. Winter's back!
Ugh. Finally accepting that long hair really isn't my thing. I've been in denial because I'm lazy and like putting it in a pony tail when I don't shower. Might have to go for a drastic chop soon, though. I do it every year - hate my hair, cut it all off, love how it looks but decide the inability to put it up is too much to deal with, vow to grow it out... It's a never-ending cycle. Aren't you glad you read the picture caption so you can learn so many new and interesting things about me?!
Yesterday we were on our seventh-straight day of tropical weather, and then BAM! I wake up this morning and it's snow city. This is totally fine with me (I'm still trying to soak up as much snow as possible after two largely snow-free winters in New York), but it meant I took today's run inside. Pre-Hanson Jeano would have said, "Screw it! Outside run ahoy!" but now that I'm all serious and marathon training-y, I'm doing my best to avoid any more deep-snow runs (which are less "runs" and more "polar expeditions"), so I went for the treadmill. Thank you, thank you, no applause, please; just throw money.
I'd say my hate for treadmills is pretty well-documented, so I won't rehash it. I did what I could to ease the pain of what was sure to be a torturous run (mainly, getting Life and Times of Tim queued up on my laptop and attempting to open the nearest windows which, to my dismay, are painted shut), and it actually wasn't that bad. I don't know if it's that I'm stronger, or that I'm running more frequently, or that 6 miles isn't really any farther than I've been running every other day of the week, but it was more than manageable. Probably a combination of all three. Well, that and Life and Times of Tim. Hilarious show, if you're into that kind of humor (many aren't).
Because I'm obsessive and require some sort of data from each and every run, I wore a heart rate monitor for this. My average bpm was 151, which I'm more than happy with. I'm pretty sure it was a good 10 bpm faster than it would otherwise have been, due to treadmill panic (an undocumented disorder I just made up).
Like I said, yesterday was pretty "spring"-like. I went to the Coastal Trail! There were no ski races happening this week, so the run was a win from the get go.
The roads were disgustingly slushy, but the trails were perfect!
[Side note: someday we'll talk about the fact that in Alaska, we don't get "spring;" we get "breakup season." Think slush. Everywhere. All the time. You would be extremely hard-pressed to find an Alaskan who names spring as their favorite season.]
I think all this boring neighborhood running is doing good things for my overall level of fitness. I really had to pull back the pace on this one. Every time my mind wandered, I would look back at my watch and realize I had sped up by, like, 30 seconds per mile. Whoops. It helps that the Coastal Trail is pancake-flat.
So we're done with week 5 of marathon training!
All runs 4-6 miles, all easy
5 days of running
And now we enter uncharted territory! By "we" I mean "me" and by "uncharted" I mean "six consecutive days of running." Six. Who am I? I'm not sure I'm the kind of person who runs six days a week. Whatever. I'll try anything once! Sell me a bridge!
My body's holding up really well. Shin pain seems to be a thing of the past, fortunately, and apart from some tightness in my left hip, everything feels A-OK.
Questions, questions, questions:
- Do you get a pretty spring or a gross spring? Vermont (where I went for undergrad) has nothing on Alaska's breakup, but it can get pretty gross. Ditto New York.
- How bad do things have to be before you resort to treadmill running? What do you do to make it tolerable? I say t.v. beats music, especially when you're in a windowless basement and have nothing to look at.
- Anyone have tips on keeping short hair out of your face? I'm pretty sure I'm chopping it off but I'm already pissed off at not being able to put my hair in a full ponytail. I can't handle having any hair touching my skin while I run.