JUST ANOTHER HURDLE
So, Sunday's 7 miler was a complete and utter suckfest.
1 mile out of 7 was decent. ONE MILE. The first mile. Then, shit got real. Yeah, it might have been super humid+hot out for 5:20 a.m., but the weather is just one factor. My messed up/non running friendly body is a the main factor that got in my way. And, no it wasn't just a mental struggle, but a physical one as well. It took everything I had to run 10+ minute mile paces...and that is a slow/recovery/up hill pace for me. Yet, mile after mile, I struggled immensely just to keep myself in motion.
By some miracle, I only had to take two stops during my 1 hour 12 minute and 38 second run. Gel stop at the 4.5 mile mark, and an "OMG HOW THE F*** AM I GOING TO MAKE IT BACK TO THE GYM?!" stop at the 5.68 mile mark. I was miserable the majority of the time, yet stopping to walk or cutting the run short never seriously entered my mind. Sure, I may have wanted to a bunch of times, but it was never an option. Instead, I was calculating in my head just how much of an impact how far I ran would have on my weekly mileage total. All while doing my best to ignore the pain and pretend like I was used to running in this God awful weather.
So, I did what any sane runner would do, I went to my chiropractor...after trying and failing to run without pain today.
It is kind of a miracle that I actually sought medical advice/help so soon, considering I normally tough things out for a week or two before finally breaking down, taking time off, and getting readjusted. This is the umpteenth time this summer I have had to go to the chiropractor, so it's sorta just become the new normal for me. Probably something to do with all those 35-40 mile weeks with not a whole lot of tappering/lower mileage. What can I say, I love pain, and running for miles on end!
Good news, I only have to take another two days (Tuesday+Wednesday) off from running. Bad news, I'm pretty much starting from scratch distance wise. I know, I know, 3 mile runs are nothing to scoff at. But, when you're used to running a minimum of 5 miles at a time, it's a tough pill to swallow. At the same time, I really want to do this whole recovery thing right, so if that means cutting back to 20 or so miles a week for awhile and slowly working my way back up distance wise...I can handle it. I might be a little bit bitchy and complain every step of the way, but it's really not the worst case scenario.
When you think about it, I should have been jumping this hurdle like a good month ago.
At the time,though I was so hyper focused on running that 13.1 mile race that I couldn't possibly fathom ONLY running 20-25 miles a week for any length of time. That is child's play. Amateur runner mileage. Not even close to enough miles to keep me happy/sane/my normal cheerful, energetic self. Now that I'm a month+ older, and not looking to run tackle that distance anytime soon, I can see how this approach makes total sense. I mean, those are the miles that I ran for a long time when I first got into running, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself (I also had like zero injury issues too).
I never thought I'd see the day where I again got excited about running 3 miles...but here we are. I'm not exactly sure what I will be doing route wise with this new training plan. Because, let's face it, running hills sucks a whole lot. And, when you only get 3 miles to pack all of your "fun" into, you gotta have as much fun as possible. I'm guessing this will mean altering my route a shit ton so the only hill I have to worry about is the mini hill by the rail road tracks. Yeah, the hills will suck doubly as much when I have to eventually add them back in, but at least these short runs will be more bearable.