Pah! That’s easy. Is my reaction to my first challenge as a ‘Too fat to run’ blogger. I have to schedule 3 days in this first week of September to:
Oh. Well, this doesn’t really apply to me as I am in week 7 of a 12 week half marathon training (puffs out chest, looks smug). So what do I do?
Read the challenge again.
Blimey, I can’t reboot any more than I have been over the past 7 weeks. I have been slavishly pounding the streets of Faliraki three times a week as the sun is still rubbing sleepy dust from her eyes. I’ve even given up wine! I mean, I’m pretty rebooted as rebooting’s go.
Although since my long run on Sunday (10k I’ll have you know) I have been feeling a bit broken. My legs feel like someone is putting screws through the side of my shins with a hand held screwdriver. My calves are tighter than a Greek waiters trousers.
I attempt my next training run on Tuesday and set out to do 6.5k. But I am thwarted from the start. Someone has eaten all the banana’s. I plod round, torn between going fast (relative term) to get it over with and slowing down to make it easier on my poor, abused little (also a relative term) legs. In my fifth kilometer I decide that nobody should have to run in the morning without a banana. Besides, my legs really ache. I call it a day. Actually I call my husband to come and pick me up.
Not for the first time do I contemplate how much commitment and focus this whole training lark requires. But for the first time I wonder if I should be doing it at all. I push that thought away and seek some answers. I turn to ‘The Clubhouse’, as well as google, to get some advice.
I ask the most burning question ‘should it hurt this much’ and this brings on topics such as post long-run ice baths, refueling, sports drinks and stretching. I watch a 25 minute yoga session especially put together for runners, by a runner. I throw off the bag of frozen peas from my shins and rummage through the coat cupboard to find my yoga mat, before I remember that I never had one. A beach towel will do and no time like the present. And my goodness, those stretches hit the spot! I finish my abridged version of the session and lie on my back, legs relaxed, palms up for my final deep breaths. This is where I wake up 3 hours later.
Read the challenge again, I tell myself. There must be something I can take from this.
There it is. My reboot will be adding yoga sessions to my training program! While I am doing them I will focus on my running, thinking positive thoughts to get me to that race and finishing it within the cut off time!
If you need me, I will be tying myself in knots in the garden. Or legs relaxed, palms up, asleep.
September 2, 2015 at 1:09 pm
Come on, don’t give up!!! You’re more than halfway there!!!
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September 3, 2015 at 1:16 pm
The halfway point is the hardest for me, too. Things start to get intense and you start to question it. For me, it helps to focus on the prize. Being able to claim that half marathon as an accomplishment. I want that, and I want it SO badly. For every tough day, there’s a good day. 🙂 Be gentle with yourself. And that stretch up there? AMAZING.
September 3, 2015 at 3:33 pm
Hey, I was thinking about you! You haven’t posted in a while and your race must be coming up soon! Looking forward to your next installment 😉
Thanks for the words of encouragement, from 10k on I am in uncharted territory!
I did the whole 25 minute yoga sequence this morning and it all felt good, but yeah, THAT stretch is amazing!