I was planning to run a few miles on Tuesday because that is what The Plan called for. (by the way, I'm starting to think of THE PLAN as being some kind of extra person in my life. A bossy older sibling perhaps who berates me and expects the impossible of me. Then mocks me when I FAIL! My cheese is sliding off my cracker here people, I need a half marathon intervention.)
Anyway, that three mile run that I was talking about? Didn't happen. Bottom line, the old creaky bod was screaming at me to stay away from running and not put it thru the torture... Usually I ignore these kinds of things, slog down a glass of water and a few advil and suck it up. But not this time! I just had a feeling that I needed to stay away from the running shoes or I'd pay for it (and I hate being right about being lazy but considering how much better I felt yesterday I must have been right!)
To make up for my sloth I got up at 4:30 yesterday morning and headed to the gym (in the snow, thank you very much) to run 6 miles. It was a sweaty mess of a run (on the bouncy treadmill, no fan- and by that I mean no AIR and yeah, I'm not a FAN) but a good one on legs that felt fresh and fully recovered from the 20+miles they had done earlier in the week. I was supposed to do 2 miles at the start and finish at 10:00 then 4 miles in the middle at just over 9:00. Well, you all know how I feel about sticking to The Plan's rules on miles per minute so it went a little something like this: 1 mile at 9:35 (gotta warm up the 5 aM legs) then 5 miles at 7:53.
I have to clock in 5 more miles before Sunday to make me weekly mileage total and hopefully I can make that happen. It is one of those weekends with houseguests (which is fun!) and lots of family commitments so running time can be limited. I've already pushed my long run (a full 13- yikkkkkkkes) to Monday which messes up next weeks PLAN fairly significantly. That's just too bad for the PLAN isn't it? I'll get enough running in to keep the legs moving and that's just gonna have to be good enough.
Sometimes "The Plan" seems to control my life. I guess it does kinda seem like a bossy, older sibling. Hope your weekend goes as planned! : )
ReplyDeleteDon't worry too much about the Plan - I used to feel trapped like it was a scary boss-type person, too. As long as you get most of the miles, you'll be fine (from someone who runs more or less plan-less).
ReplyDeleteShow that Plan who's boss! lol
ReplyDeleteIn my estimation and experience, it is what it is and it's all good :)
Enjoy your weekend!
I get trapped in the plan sometimes, too - I love it as a guide, but I'm learning not to wed myself to it.
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