Ha!
Last week was the big week in training for the Carmel half marathon. I had a 7-mile run with 5 miles at tempo and a 6 x 4 minutes (with 2 minutes rest) in zone 4. I also had a long run with 4 miles at race pace because tempo and intervals just aren't fun enough on their own.
... Said no one ever.
And though I jest and sort of whine about it, the week went pretty decent. I felt strong and accomplished and {almost} excited about the race.
Highlight: Hitting my paces on the harder workouts, especially the interval run. I forget the reason now but I had to do that one early on Monday, and I don't do my best speedwork before 8 a.m.
Lowlight: Taking to the treadmill for my hard runs. Have I talked about the wind and rain? Because, yo. It's been ridiculous. I think it's really important to nail the hard runs outside when you have to find your own pace. However, I just don't have any desire to do that work when it's 30-some degrees, pouring down rain and sustained winds above 20 mph.
Caption this: My lazy bottom got Denali out for a run over the weekend. I would love to say I log a lot of miles with him but the truth is that I don't. It's hard to include him when scheduling runs is already a difficult balancing act. On Sunday, though, I was planning on an easy 5 while Mark and the boys were at Sunday school. It dawned on me that I could take Denali for 3, so that's what I did.
The week, in running:
Monday: 6 miles, intervals
Wednesday: 3 miles
Thursday: 7 miles, tempo
Saturday: 12.4 miles, Nutri-Run
Sunday: 5 miles
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