Wednesday, October 9, 2013

I Sorta Got Back To Running Today

I ran one mile. That counts, right? I didn't realize how nervous I was to run again until I was about to start running. These last few weeks of training for the Half have been really rough. I know now I overtrained and some days it was hard to get through 4 mile runs without stopping. In the last few weeks, I would take 30-45 second walking breaks just to give my quads a rest - they were very tight and cramping after mere minutes of running. It wasn't until I started foam rolling my legs out - and I mean really foam rolling - that I realized how tight my quads and calves had become. Rolling certain spots was almost unbearable, but the more I did it, the better my legs felt, and I was able to run my half successfully.

After overtraining, I am now determined to not rush recovery. A good rule of thumb is one day of recovery for every mile you run, so I'm looking at almost two weeks of light/recovery/restful days. With that said, I think a part of me is using recovery as an excuse. I'm terrified that I'm not going to get through my runs again, so I decided to take it slow. Slow and steady wins the race eventually, right?

I tried every machine the gym had to offer today. I warmed up with a light jog (only 5 minutes) on the treadmill, followed by 10 minutes on the stair master (I have missed that beastly machine), 10 minutes on the elliptical and then it was time to run, and really run, not warm up run. I love that my gym has a track as I have a hate/hate relationship with the treadmill - we simply hate each other. I ran one mile around the loop and felt great. I was thrilled to see my mile time back in the 8's (this was probably a little fast for recovery, but oh well). My quads were a little tight towards the end, but that's normal. I needed to get back on the horse and that's exactly what I did...

Hello, old friend

I'm back to eating a little healthier. For lunch, I had half a tuna sandwich with lettuce, sugar snap peas, cucumbers and an apple. Later in the day when I really wanted chips/pretzels/anything in my pantry, I munched on celery sticks instead and my chip craving went away. Sometimes you need something to get your mind off the junk; Sometimes you need the junk. Our bodies have a wonderful way of telling us what they really want. Listen to it...

And just because...Is she the cutest thing ever or what?! I think the Bestie tired her out this past weekend...

We're halfway there - How is every feeling on "hump" day?

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