Speedwork Fail, win fail…
My coach has designated Fridays a heavy speed work out day.
I do mean Intense and HEAVY.
First week I had 7 miles of 2 mile repeats, Last week, it was 8. This week 9.
I did the 7 and 8in the weeks past. Neither one ws executed very well, but I got loaded up with miles.
FAILED the 9.
First I got so nervous about the workout that I actually had a hard time sleeping because of it.
And it wasn’t like Dr. Sleepless paid a fun visit. I was tired, but just couldn’t get rest.
This is becoming a pattern. I know I have to get up REALLY early to get this workout done. I know I have to do most of it in the dark, which is kind of risky as a lone runner, and I know it’s gonna be tough. (incidently this morning I am sure I saw a guy sleepwalking at 4 am when I was walking the dog, he was walking so rhythmically in his sleeping clothes and no shoes, it was so strange, but I digress.)
So I got up and got dressed Had a coffee but no breakfast. Mistake number 1 I am sure. Fr some reason this entire week, I have decided to eat Poorly.
And I don’t do anything half way.
I kind of blame the entire week on the fact that I had great food- fresh salmon, that I prepared and then managed to spill all over the floor, leaving a very tasty meal for my dog. But STILL. Back on track today (Saturday) with a collard green/strawberry smoothie to start with.
I ran a 2 mile warm up this morning and it was SLOW. Freaky slow. I just felt kind of ick. When the watch beeped for 2 I sped up the tiniest bit. It was dark so I focused on running what seemed to be a comfortable but faster pace. The first mile of the two was just where it should have been, the second one was AWESOME. It was a time I have not seen for a mile in months.
I then took a 2 minute break and tried to start running again. YEAH. Not happening. My head talked me out of it.
8 hours later… (Said in snooty French accent)
I found myself on the Tread mill. I managed a 1 mile warm up at nice slow pace. Then I took off. I managed one more mile at the speed that I ws aiming for and then again, I was toast.
Admittedly, Two people retired this week. So I ate Cake. Lots of cake. I started to have some gut pain after mile 2…from the recent sin of cake….
So It wasn’t the workout I was supposed to do, but I am so happy to see some of my times dropping, even if it is just for short portions! So I am counting it a win! And I know I will get more sleep tomorrow.
I now have direct evidence of how my bad diet makes me feel and perform poorly. we’ll see how I do.
For the record, I went shopping last night and purchased more delightful sockeye salmon, and some lean lean beef, fresh squash and baby portabella mushrooms. The Sockeye is marinating now in a lovely lime sauce.