Morning:
6 miles // 8:41 pace
Waking up early to run made me want to shoot myself. I almost quit and went back to bed before even a minute had elapsed on the treadmill. By the end of the run I was glad I did it, etc, etc, but that's not a feeling you can bottle and drink upon waking another morning, so it doesn't matter. I don't know how frequently I'll be able to muster up the courage to run before work, but as the summer sun beats down harder and earlier, I'll probably have to.
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Strength Training:
8 pre-sprint stretches:
toe walks (10 yards)
heel walks (10 yards)
toe foot kisses (10 each side)
inch worms (10 yards)
high knee on the toe (10 yards)
high knee skipping (10 yards)
frog (10 yards)
scorpion (10 total)
I'm not describing them because I'm not comfortable doing them yet myself, so I'm not going to risk someone else trying them. Not that anyone who reads my blog goes out and does this shit, but still.
x4
10 jumping squats
10 (per side) roman deadlift to chest pull (machine)
x4
60 seconds rope slams
60 seconds walking lunges while holding weights on my shoulders
x60 minutes
copious whining
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My trainer is being amazing. He's now purchased two books on the science and physiology of training runners, just so he can better train me. He's making me whittle down my focus and define my goals. He has some crazy ideas and high expectations, but he's pairing them with in depth knowledge of my weaknesses, and an overarching concern about my well being. But we have some stupid goals that don't factor in the "everyone has a limit to how fast they can run" thing. But we're aiming high enough that a lot of failure would still put me in a pretty awesome place. I'm being intentionally vague because I'm not ready to write down the stupid goals we set. I'd laugh myself off the internet. And we're just talking right now.
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Life is good. We celebrated my husband's birthday with sushi. My brother Sky finally closed on a house. The first thing I did was map the distance from our house to his. 5.4 miles. "I could run that." My mom has been here the past few weeks, so my garden has never looked better. I have a pound of beef jerky I'm going to call lunch today. Life is good.
6 miles // 8:41 pace
Waking up early to run made me want to shoot myself. I almost quit and went back to bed before even a minute had elapsed on the treadmill. By the end of the run I was glad I did it, etc, etc, but that's not a feeling you can bottle and drink upon waking another morning, so it doesn't matter. I don't know how frequently I'll be able to muster up the courage to run before work, but as the summer sun beats down harder and earlier, I'll probably have to.
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Strength Training:
8 pre-sprint stretches:
toe walks (10 yards)
heel walks (10 yards)
toe foot kisses (10 each side)
inch worms (10 yards)
high knee on the toe (10 yards)
high knee skipping (10 yards)
frog (10 yards)
scorpion (10 total)
I'm not describing them because I'm not comfortable doing them yet myself, so I'm not going to risk someone else trying them. Not that anyone who reads my blog goes out and does this shit, but still.
x4
10 jumping squats
10 (per side) roman deadlift to chest pull (machine)
x4
60 seconds rope slams
60 seconds walking lunges while holding weights on my shoulders
x60 minutes
copious whining
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My trainer is being amazing. He's now purchased two books on the science and physiology of training runners, just so he can better train me. He's making me whittle down my focus and define my goals. He has some crazy ideas and high expectations, but he's pairing them with in depth knowledge of my weaknesses, and an overarching concern about my well being. But we have some stupid goals that don't factor in the "everyone has a limit to how fast they can run" thing. But we're aiming high enough that a lot of failure would still put me in a pretty awesome place. I'm being intentionally vague because I'm not ready to write down the stupid goals we set. I'd laugh myself off the internet. And we're just talking right now.
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Life is good. We celebrated my husband's birthday with sushi. My brother Sky finally closed on a house. The first thing I did was map the distance from our house to his. 5.4 miles. "I could run that." My mom has been here the past few weeks, so my garden has never looked better. I have a pound of beef jerky I'm going to call lunch today. Life is good.
The 2016 Olympics??????
ReplyDeleteHmm, sounds like some interesting posts happening in the future as you strive for your goals...
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear life is good!
What a happy post. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd you kinda can bottle that "hey I'm glad I dragged my ass out of bed before the sun after all" feeling...or at least remembering it makes it easier to get up the next time. And remembering what a loser you feel like when you plan to get up and then sleep in instead makes it HARDER to not get up and run.
That whole paragraph above is in my past right now, but I know how to build the habit. Just have to get the desire to again.
Nothing better than having a seriously dedicated & trustworthy trainer!!
ReplyDeleteI'm really glad that you included whining in the workout. I find that to be a real calorie scorcher.
ReplyDeleteNot that anyone who reads my blog goes out and does this shit, but still. <----Not true. I routinely read your blog and then do a half-assed version of your workouts.
ReplyDeleteIs the "inch worm" a dance? If so, I wanna learn it! HA!
ReplyDeleteWe have THE BEST beef jerkey here in Kentucky! I can send you some!!
I came here to say the 2016 Olympics but I see somebody already did. How many sets of whining did you do?
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