So. Yeah. Last week. My goal was 30 miles. I'm so proud to report that I ran 12.2 whopping miles.
Stop being so impressed...
Monday - 3.1 miles easy on the Cap City Trail at lunch(10:16 pace) and 3.5 miles of speedwork on the treadmill at night (5x400 at 8:00 pace)
Wednesday - 2.5 angry miles on the treadmill. My husband had a family emergency (everything's fine now) but there was a lot of miscommunication and trying to chase people down which made me so frustrated. I thought a run would help, but it just made me angrier for some reason, so I quit at 2.5 miles. (I don't know why I quit so early on runs sometimes - I usually don't start to really enjoy a run until 3-4 miles in. I should make a note of this and stick it to my treadmill.)
Friday - 3.1 miles on treadmill at 9:29 pace. I thought I would be doing a long run on Saturday, so I didn't do too much Friday night.
And that's it. I tweaked my stupid hip while out ice fishing on Saturday morning and had to rest it all weekend. (I suppose dirty dancing with the ice auger didn't help...) I did catch a fish though!
Not quite big enough to feed the village.
The hip is doing better, but the half marathon this weekend will be quite the treat. I'm going to try to stay positive and look at this run as what I need to get back on track with weekend long runs. And I'm going to enjoy myself, dammit!
Goals for this week:
Run 20 miles (Eff 30 miles in the face!)
Enjoy the Icebreaker Indoor Half Marathon and don't worry about time
Catch a bigger freaking fish
Have a lovely week!