Before I even get into my week in review, I need to say a huge THANK YOU to everyone who read and commented on my last post. You guys are seriously amazing. It’s just ridiculous. I had a little knot in my stomach when I decided to hit publish on that post because I felt so vulnerable in writing it. I had no idea what the response would be and holy sh*t — it was phenomenal. Every single comment and e-mail was kind and encouraging and validated my thoughts that you all want the real deal. This is a personal blog, not a commercial, and I promise to keep it that way. Thank you for reading, for responding and for being a part of my journey. I seriously love you all.
I’ve now wrapped up a full month of Boston Marathon training which is just baffling. Time seriously flies these days. I am turning 30 in May and I would love it if life could just move in slow-mo – but instead, it seems to be moving at a pace I can’t keep up with. And yes, I am freaking the F out about turning 30 so let’s just not go there right now.
I started Monday off with a much needed rest day. I worked a long day, went home for less than an hour and then ran off to a Run North County meeting that went really late. I woke up the next day feeling super run down, lethargic and just not well. I knew it wasn’t the flu or anything serious, but I also knew I needed a sick day. I decided to take a day and just rest. I slept in slightly later than normal and took it easy. I eventually got antsy from laying around all day and ran 5 trail miles at sunset.
Despite how icky I felt earlier in the day, this run felt SO good. It was complete therapy. Like many runners, I consider running to be my moving meditation and my therapy but not every run falls into that category. Tuesday’s run did and man, I needed it. Thanks, running gods!
Wednesday I ran 7 treadmill miles with 4 x 1 mile repeats at 6:36 pace. My speed is coming back but I have a ways to go before I get back to where I was when I ran St. George in October. This run was not easy and I wanted those repeats to be over so bad, but I stuck it out even though it was late and I was tired. I think I finished around 8 p.m. Definitely not ideal but you gotta do what you gotta do to get it done, right?
On Thursday I’d planned to run after work and right as I was getting changed into my lululemon get-up, I got a text from my mom that she had just arrived at my house! She was driving down from northern CA to come stay for a few days and she got here way faster than I expected. She’s a speed demon, that woman. So I sped home (mama style) and took her out to eat. Brittany explained to her that it’s a really big deal when Kate misses a run, so she should feel super special. Truer words have never been spoken. And she is the MOST special.
Since I skipped Thursday’s run to hang out with my mom, drink a beer and eat a huge, juicy, bun-less burger, I woke up early to run at sunrise to make up for it. This, I never do. I am not a morning person but I am always blown away by how gorgeous those early morning hours are. It’s so quiet and still and watching the sun rise is actually kind of breathtaking. Why don’t I force myself out of bed more often? It’s so worth it! If only I always had my mom here to make a big pot of coffee before my alarm even goes off – I’d be way more apt to do this on a regular basis.
Sheri and I have decided to do as many of our long runs together as possible, which is going to make this training cycle like 10 times more awesome. We met up Saturday morning around 8 at Moonlight Beach for 15 coastal miles. We finished with an average pace of 8:25, lots of calories torched and skin literally falling off of my toes. My blister situation is no bueno this time around. I would show you pictures of how terrible my toes looked post-run but I don’t want to lose followers or you to lose your lunch. 😛
Time flew by pretty fast with Sheri by my side and I’m seriously SO grateful to have her as a training partner this time around. We live super close to each other in Encinitas so we will get to do all of our runs up here in north county along the coast — my favorite place to train.
My feet were a serious issue and I wasn’t totally sure I’d be able to run the next day, but luckily, they’d healed a bit overnight and I was able to get 4 miles in on Sunday. I rounded the week out with 36 miles. Overall, it was a good week in training… and I got this in the mail making it all the more real. Boston, here I come!