…or maybe I’m getting BACK on track. I actually ended up getting out of bed Wednesday morning to run. I did an easy mile out and then ran poles all the way back. I had not done sprints like that for a long time, and my body made sure I was aware of the fact. My goal was to slowly jog in between my sprint intervals, but there were a couple of times that I just had to stop and catch my breath and keep myself from getting sick. I definitely know I need to work more of this stuff in my regular routine…maybe if I do, I’ll hit my sub-2 hour mark on my half marathon.
Then last night I did five miles on the ol’ treadmill downstairs at work. I’ve been pretty stressed lately, though, and it was not a good five miles. I had to stop a couple of times just because my mind wasn’t in it, and when your mind isn’t in it, your body will not follow, either. I did a couple sets of weights on upper and lower body, but I was just not with it enough to do more.
I think I’m working out again tonight, so I hope to redeem myself. I might try the elliptical just to not wear out my legs since I plan on doing a long run tomorrow. I’m hoping for six or seven miles without stopping, but we’ll see. Plus, it’s supposed to rain and I don’t usually run in the rain, but I guess I need to stop being a baby about it.