“I’ll run away if you call my name. Yeah, I’ll keep coming if you come my way.” —Haim, “Running If You Call My Name”
Another week has passed where I was not as vigilant with my training as I should have been. But it all went all right.
Monday – rest
After the hectic weekend in the Windy City, I took a rest day. My strength training needs some improvement, obviously. But I needed this.
Tuesday – 4.02 miles
I went out quick this morning, which felt pretty awesome, actually. Since I missed my long run (because of said Windy City adventure), I thought I should run a little harder today. I was tired, but it was really good.
Wednesday – 30 minutes of yoga
Best. Stretching. Of. My. Life. Okay, maybe not my entire life, but it felt pretty amazing. I did my own little sequence, and I’m hoping that if I stick with it on my non-running days, I can gain some of my upper body and core strength back. Hopefully.
Thursday – rest
I woke up in the morning feeling pretty terrible – sinus headache and trouble breathing, to name a couple of the symptoms. So I decided against running before work. And after work. Basically, I was just exhausted.
Friday – rest
Another day of not feeling great. H thinks that I’m fighting some sort of infection or something. I left work early and spent the day watching Royal Pains on the couch. Then my mom and I went to the expo for the Women Rock race.
Saturday – Women Rock 10K race
The day dawned pretty humid, but the actual temperature itself wasn’t too warm. My mom and I arrived at the race starting area at around 6:50 am. We wandered around a bit, then joined the line in the start chute. I’ll admit that we went out a little fast (once we crossed the start line), but our splits weren’t too bad: 10:07, 9:22, 9:17, 9:05, 9:54, and 9:33, and our total time was 59:07. I thought that was pretty great, considering I haven’t run more than five consecutive miles in… what? Six months? So! I was a minute slower than last year, but I felt good.
I will admit that my knee hurt during the last mile. Hurt, like my IT band was swollen or something. Not pleasant, but not terrible. I got through.
Sunday – rest
After the wonderful engagement party on Saturday afternoon, the rest day was appreciated. And I didn’t rest, per se. I was baking up a storm at the cabin, which is exactly where I would choose to be.
Well, until next week… Hopefully, I will be able to get completely back on track!