I started working with a new running coach a few weeks ago. Here name is Shelly Gardner and she’s awesome!
I told her about my recent injuries, and expressed my concerns about training for a half marathon mid-July so we’ve been working on a training plan week by week adjusting as each week goes by based on feedback and how I’m feeling.
Truth be told, that first week kind of sucked. I knew I was out of shape. I even put on a few pounds and I was being horrible about my nutrition.
But with Shelly’s help, I feel like I’ve found my motivation again. I have a daily/weekly schedule and goal to look forward to. And I
don’t can’t make excuses because:
- She’s married to Brian Gardner. If I let her down, I feel like I’m letting him down. And I really am looking forward to running the Chicago half marathon with him.
- I’d be letting myself down.
Anyway, I’m into week #3 of training. So far, I seem to be keeping any serious injury at bay which is a very good sign. I have a little discomfort every now and then but nothing a little icing and stretching doesn’t cure.
But also, I finally feel like I’m making progress.
See, I started the year off strong. I ran 35 miles the first week of January (two 10 mile runs during the week and a long-ish run on weekends with a running group). I was putting in some good mileage week after week and that felt awesome, but in retrospect it was also probably a little reckless and it was likely what led to my injury.
Still, on Monday I hit a long run. It was a good solid 7 miles with a .5 mile warm-up and .5 mile cool down. And while I didn’t have my Garmin on me, I knew it was a good run. It was the first time I ran those miles through without stopping (ok, a few minor pauses to walk a hill or catch a drink). But it was the first long run I did and while yes, I do have to get used to being on my feet again to cover those long distances, it felt good and I wasn’t incredibly sore the next day.
I took Tuesday off.
A short 4 mile run on Wednesday.
Then on Thursday, I hit the gym for some mile repeats. And normally, yes, I hate the treadmill. But I have to admit, it’s pretty darn efficient at helping you keep a steady pace while doing mile repeats so I’m growing to love it. I ran the first two miles at a pace of 8:47/mi and then the last mile at a pace of 7:20/mi. While my training plan called for a much slower pace, I was feeling fresh and really, I just wanted to know how hard I could go. The first two miles were pretty good and I could probably keep that pace a little while longer. But that last mile had me working hard with half a mile to go.
I finished the day drenched in sweat but feeling damn good for pushing myself. And that’s when I knew… Sure, I might have put on a few pounds. But I’m making progress and it feels damn good to be running again.