This got me thinking about how I categorize different distances; here's the break down, in case you're curious:
- Less than 4 miles - micro-run (shake-out / recovery runs, illness / injury, etc.)
- 4-6 miles - short but solid
- 7-10 miles - hearty mid-length run
- 11-14 miles - moderately long run
- 15+ miles - proper long run
(Curious to hear if people have different opinions about this--I'd expect it, actually--& hear your reasoning.)
So it was a little disorienting and disheartening that those 11 miles--much like the 10 I ran last Sunday--felt really and truly long. I spent most of it watching tenths of miles tick off my watch at a rate that almost made treadmill running seem preferable. (Almost.) Nothing hurt, but my legs felt exhausted, and every time I looked at my watch I felt completely demoralized by the number of miles that were left. This wasn't one of those refreshing, reinvigorating, good-to-get-some-fresh-air-&-move-the-body type of runs. Nope; this one was all work. I did it because it was on the calendar and I was absolutely not interested in running a step further.
In part, I think this has to do with the whole running-in-December thing. It gets dark early, so if you start a long-ish run at three, it starts to feel sort of lonely & pathetic as you reach those last miles with the sun setting & everyone around you hurrying home. Plus, clothes are hard. Pre-run, a tank top seemed crazy & I was still uncomfortably chilly in longleeves; half an hour later I was uncomfortably hot & started back towards the car to change back into the tank; by the time I got there the sun was going down & I was so sweaty that even running, I was shivering again.
I also have to keep reminding myself that I've still only got four double-digit runs under my belt post-injury (with 11 miles in fact the second longest one). Right now, 11 miles is long for me. In general I'm incredibly happy with the progress I've made since I've been able to run again, but six months without a double digit run isn't nothing, and the endurance is not going to come back over night.
Lastly, this has been my highest post-injury mileage week, another thing I had to keep reminding myself every time I'd start to feel completely baffled about why my legs felt so beat up & that 11 miler felt so exhausting when I've "only" run 32 miles this week. Granted, in terms of marathon training, that isn't much, but it's still only the second time I've hit 30+ miles in six months.
If nothing else, I managed negative splits with a fairly constant level of effort, so for all that it was horrifically unpleasant mentally, I think I still have to put it in the win column.
Grand Total: 32 miles
- * 17 easy
* 4 speed
* 11 long
Karate + light strength.
6 track. 1.25 warm up, 4 x (1200m @ 5K pace / 3:00 jog), .75 cool down.
Karate + light strength.
6 easy. I don't know what happened to me Wednesday night, but I didn't sleep well & woke up Thursday morning feeling like I'd been hit by a freight train. Sinus congestion, runny nose, sneezing, sore throat, cough, body aches, headache...you name it. Instead of going to work I stayed home to sleep, but by the afternoon I felt good enough that I wanted to at least try getting my run in. It felt terrible at first but things gradually improved, and by the end I was feeling much better and glad that I'd decided to run. Also good because this was happening:
Unless you're a programmer, don't bother trying to get a normal reservation through the site. Just call or email to reserve the 8-person table & recruit friends as needed. :) (No other pictures; too busy eating / acting like a normal person.)
a.m. strength work / p.m. 6 easy + eat steak. Friday was a yet another chance to appreciate my quick recovery from whatever it was knocked me on my ass Thursday morning, as that evening was meeting #5 of SF Steak Club.
As you can see, 5A5 was just awful and no one should ever go there.
3 easy. Just an easy pre-long run day.
11 long; foam roll like the dickens.