Last week was a pretty hard week. I had a hellacious trip back from Omaha and woke up on Monday sick as a dog. I tried to ignore it, but I was sick. Coughing up a lung, snotty, sounded terrible and just achey. I actually took my gym stuff to work that morning and as I walked out the door my one co-worker said just go home and rest and as I walked to the car that’s exactly what I decided to do. This meant another week of no weights or cross training. I was pretty disappointed in myself, but I knew I needed to rest and get better. In fact, that night I got just over 12 hours of sleep! I guess I did need the rest! Still a week later I am not 100% better, but much better than I was a week ago.
Since I was sick, it was a pretty light week for any type of workouts. I only got in 3 total runs and only 20 miles. Total mileage for the week should have been closer to 30, but considering how I was feeling, I took those 20 miles as a win. As you can see from my paces too, they were pretty darn slow. Every run I made sure to really take it easy and run/walk. For Tuesday’s run, I really tried to keep my heart rate down. Since I don’t have a monitor, I went by feel and just really tried to take it slow.
Monday: SICK DAY
Tuesday: 3 miles, 35:40, 11:53/mile
Thursday: 5 miles, 1:00:17, 12:03/mile
Saturday: 12 miles, 2:34:02, 12:50/mile
Total Miles: 20 miles
I was actually pretty surprised I got through that 5 mile run on Thursday. I figured I would only get in 3, but I did push for 5 and while I felt horrible, as I got started, I was determined to get through the full 5 miles. They started okay, but ended pretty slow and miserable. What was even more miserable though was my run on Saturday morning. Literally it sucked. I got up pretty early and was out the door by 6:30am. They were calling for crazy hot weather, so I wanted to get as many miles done as I could. When I went to bed on Friday I told myself since I was still sick and with the hot weather, I would be okay with only 10 miles. I knew by mile 3 that it would be tough to even get to 10, but I would keep going and if I had to Uber back home I would.
Those miles on Saturday were so slow and I was so miserable. I was coughing up my lungs and throwing snot every other half mile. I ended up getting to upper Lawrenceville around mile 5 and decided to turn around. Once I got down back toward Point State Park and headed over Ft. Pitt Bridge, I had an option of either ending around 10 miles or going around Heinz Field to try and get another 2. I figured I was already on the right side of the river, I’d go for the extra 2 and just walk home if I had to. They were slow, but I got them done. Ending with 20 miles after a week of over 32 wasn’t what was planned, but hopefully with this upcoming week, I can recover. I am noticing I am doing so big yo-yoing with my mileage. I would really like to get more consistent about this. I know there are cut back weeks, but a 12 mile difference when I am not getting a lot already seems like too big of a difference.
Since I was resting a lot over the week, I took a big dive into finally planning my trip to Hawaii. It’s coming up in less than 3 weeks and while I had ideas of things I wanted to do, I didn’t have a plan yet. I basically took most of Sunday making reservations and creating my itinerary. I am looking forward to do some hiking, some zip-lining and eating myself into a new pant size. I have some reservations at some amazing looking restaurants and I cannot wait for them. I think every night will be a fantastic dinner. If you’ve ever been to Maui and want to recommend something, let me know! I’m up for anything and everything!