Today marks the last day of week 11 of my marathon training plan. I got in all of my miles, and seeing that I was out of town for most of the week, I’m especially proud of that fact. Being out of town and out of your normal routes makes things extra difficult, but I made it work!
My runs were as follows:
Monday: a very slow (for me) five miler on the treadmill after the Women’s Half marathon turned 17 miler last weekend. I knew I had to run Monday, even though it was supposed to be rest, because I wouldn’t have half a second on Tuesday with our flight schedule and work. It was a painful 5, but it felt good to shake out some of the lactic acid that I’m sure was still in my legs from Sunday.
Wednesday: Aside from the 18 miler, Tuesday was the toughest to get in. I went to my high school since my parents live on a mountain. (Crystal noted on dailymile that she pictures a palace alone on top of the mountain. I can assure you that isn’t the case. Lots of people live on the mountains around Chattanooga). I figured it would be flatter and I would be able to run 8 there easily. I was so wrong. It was super hilly, and this Florida girl didn’t know what hit her. I finished the last two on the TM at the weight room because I couldn’t figure out another two miles outside that didn’t make me want to drive home.
Thursday: This was the Turkey Trot, and, as usual, it’s always easy to get in miles for a race. Race days are what we runners live for. There was no bling, but I didn’t even mind. What a great day.
Saturday: The day that shall forever live in infamy. Running 18 miles is a long way, and planning a course for a run that long is tricky. What makes it even harder is running it in a city you’ve never run in before (I didn’t run ever in high school). I had to map out an 18 mile route around downtown Chattanooga using the advice of one of my mom’s friends and another friend who couldn’t meet up with me because of her schedule. That is tricky.
I ran three bridges in Chattanooga over and over again as well as a riverfront path. It was not flat at all; bridges never are. But I will tell you that I could feel a difference between my ability on hills on Wednesday to Saturday. All of the runs I did while I was in TN had some pretty serious hills, and I can now see the benefits of hill training. I didn’t feel as exhausted or defeated when I faced a hill on Saturday as I had on Wednesday. That might make it worth doing some treadmill hill work in the weeks to come. There are a few freeway bridges in the Disney marathon.
I will say, as a side note, that I was very careful to pick routes that paths that would be safe and have lots of people on them. I’m very conscious of my surroundings when I run at all times, and the fact that these were new routes for me made me even more conscious. I had my music down to a very low volume and looked around me at all times. After hearing about a few unfortunate events related to female runners in the last few days, it makes me think about ways to stay even more safe as I head out the door.
Back to my run. My pace was not consistent at all.