During one of my last speed sessions (which, went AMAZING), I had a 1/2 mile recovery. Now, usually, I walk, instead, I put on a slower-paced jamm, and jogged it out. ACTIVE RECOVERY SONG FOR LIFE. Beyoncé’s XO. (though, I skip through the Challenger reference, out of, respect)
OK, Y’ALL. LET’S GET TO RECAPPING THIS SECOND TO LAST WEEK OF TRAINING!
- Weekly Miles: 16
- Longest Run: 7.7
- Total Workouts: 3
Isn’t Tapering so beautiful?! To be fair, I missed one workout because of a cold that I’m trying desperately to keep at bay until Nov 2. I thought it would be best not to run on Saturday and save up my energy for Sunday’s long run, which I will tell you about later.
First, let me tell you, because your work out time is a mere fraction of the time it has been in the past few weeks, that leaves so much more time to freak out and stress out about the little things. Like, the weather. When Thursday hit, I started stalking the 10 day forecast, and on Thursday, it looked glorious! Clear, 50-something. Friday, I checked, and it said RAIN!! Yesterday I checked, and it seemed reasonable, though the temperature had dropped–high of 40-something. So I thought, starting today, I would screen capture the forecast. Here’s Sunday’s version of next Sunday’s weather:
This week, I had pretty smooth runs overall, though the trains in the AM made me cut them short—both days.
TUESDAY: 4 miles–easy. I ended up doing 3.5 miles, super easy, no walking, faster pace than I’ve ever done 4 miles, and felt GREAT. I prayed that it would carry over into Thursday’s run.
WEDNESDAY: I commit the taper deadly sin: wearing 4-inch heels for 4 hours at our Benefit, which was after work. My hips were not happy. I didn’t get home until 11:30 (clearly past my bed time) and didn’t know about running tomorrow, but, I had to! I didn’t want to write my Coach with some lame excuse (AGAIN, A REASON WHY GETTING A RUNNING COACH WAS THE BEST THING I COULD HAVE DONE)
THURSDAY: I ordered CW-X Stabilyx Compression pants, and shipped them overnight, thanks to Amazon Prime, so that I could wear them for Thursday’s run. Speed session; two miles at a pace I have not yet held for a mile, with half mile recovery. It’s kind of late in the game to still be trying to decide on Marathon gear, but I wanted to break these pants in. I didn’t tell my husband about this purchase, because of their hefty pricetag, and because I wanted to know that they worked. I call them my super pants now, though after Sunday’s almost-8 miler I’m not sure they’re marathon ready, yet. That’s for another day. But my conversation with C, when I got home from a very successful speed session went something like this:
Me: I rocked out my session today! I felt like I was flying! It was probably my super pants.
Me: I ordered these pants, and probably spent way too much on them, but they’re GREAT!
C: HOW MUCH?
Me: *sends link*
C: !!!!!!!!!!!!! What, do they run for you or something?
Me: BASICALLY, YEH!
SATURDAY: Because I wasn’t running and C was resting his knee, which I hope feels better before 11/2, we used Saturday to figure out our pre-race, post race plan and to buy our “throw away” clothes for waiting on Staten Island. Nothing fancy, obviously. I bought a gray zip hoodie and black pants. I hope it will be warm enough!
SUNDAY: I was slow getting out of bed and moving this morning, but was determined to make this run, not only because it was my last long run (AND ONLY 8 MILES!) before the marathon, but also, it was race # 7 for me for 9 + 1 2015 NYC Marathon Qualifications. I didn’t want to pay for another race, and honestly, this is the first year that I’ve ran every race that I paid for :). Like I said, I had 8 miles today, and the plan was to run 3 before and then 5 for the race, however, I just couldn’t get my engine started running (again: low-energy week of my cycle) and so I settled for 2 slowwwwwww miles, and then I just chilled at the start. It had been a few races/weeks since I raced alone, so that was an interesting feeling to line up and wait for the start by myself. I knew that I wasn’t in as much of a time crunch this race and so I lined up in my corral :).
Back of the pack, yall.
Anyways. So, even though I only did 2 miles, I decided to jump start my energy and take a Tri-Berry GU (it was laying around my house. I have switched primarily to Power Gels). AND ALMOST GAGGED. Why did I think this flavor was good? Why is this consistency so thick?!?! I suffer through it, and start the race. It’s a 5-mile loop of Central Park, Clock-wise, which is “backwards” for normal Central Park running, but I have to be honest, I am beginning to appreciate this way a lot more! The rolling hills are a lot more forgiving this way. I did more walking than I would care to admit, but totally used the downhills to save my pace. I kept pace with a few people, and listened to their conversations, and we leap-frogged almost the entire race. I started to feel a little bad each time they passed me, but I knew that I’d have a little more energy at the end, and that, I ran 2 miles before this race!
I rounded the corner near Columbus Circle where we would be re-entering the park next week (I should say, Poland Springs has the same finish as the marathon!), and decided to kick it in to gear. Now is the time to start counting the people I pass. Now is the time to mentally prepare for the uphill in the last 400m of the race. I finally passed these two women who had been in front of me for the majority of the race. One was a newer runner, and another was coaching her, it seemed. I heard them pick up their pace, and I did as well–NOT TODAY, YALL! NOT TODAY! I passed the other two women who I leap frogged with the whole race, and a few others who were strolling in. I started getting a little side stitch, so I couldn’t power all the way through to the finish like I wanted, and one woman came out of nowwhere (literally, no where. She must have been using me as her rabbit!) and crossed a hand’s length in front of me.
I finished, got my apple and bagel, and walked around for a bit.
I found a bench and cleared some of the debris that had fallen into my shoes, and this chatty gentle man walked up and we talked about our journey to here: ONE WEEK BEFORE THE MARATHON. We had both qualified in 2012 (me through 9 + 1, he through lottery, but b/c of Sandy, did not run), and didn’t run the marathon last year. We both gained a lot of weight, and he had lost about 90 lbs since June (which is crazy. and supports my theory that guys lose weight quicker than women!!), and it was my first Marathon, but it was his first for about 10 years, so it felt new again to him. We chatted for a bit, and I admitted I still had about .9 to go, and was off. I ran back to Columbus Circle, which put me at 7.7 and decided that I could go home.
It was SO WEIRD finishing at 10:30 in the morning. And being home by 11 AM. I don’t feel wiped out, my hips, of course, a stiff, but, there have been worse feelings in me. So for all accounts, I’m going into this last week READY AND HEALTHY! I decide to get a picture to mark this period in time:
And there you have it. Just 3 more runs before THE BIG RUN.