- Sunday January 31st 7.6km at 44:17
- Monday February 1st trail run 6km 33.42.
- Tuesday February 2nd Hot Pilate's.
- Wednesday February 3rd easy swim laps for 45 mins.
- Thursday February 4th trail run 6.92 km at 36.42 and 2x400m track laps.
- Saturday February 6th Group Run 8km at 48:07.
I am always amazed at how good I feel after a run. So for me, getting up on Sunday morning to go out and work up some kms is no big deal. In fact I am getting to the stage where I feel like I need to go out and run just to feel normal (obsession growing). I set out on the usual Belleek parkrun route and like the week before decided to add in an extra 2 km at the end. I set my watch but again decided not to check it as I ran. It was a lovely morning and I felt energetic and on form. I definitely noticed my pace increasing but my breathing was steady so hopefully that's an indication that I will be ready for speed work soon.
Monday I was out again and just for fun (crazy runners mindset) I decided to do the trail routes in Belleek woods rather than the usual parkrun. I really enjoyed the variation this route offered, the steep hills got my heart rate up and while I did feel out of breathe at times I was pumped that I was managing to stick out this route without stopping. I was worried that I might turn my ankle but the surface was actually fine and I survived injury free and in pretty good time.
On Tuesday I headed off to my Inferno class confident that I would kick ass. How wrong I was! Our instructor keeps upping the ante each week with cruel and senseless punishments,like 8 rounds of close to the chest push ups,30 seconds on 10 seconds off, I am pretty good at telling myself to keep going but these absolutely killed me, I couldn't finish the set it felt physically impossible at the time but I focused on hammering through the rest of the exercises a
nd as usual I felt elated and enjoyed the rest of the class.
The almost immediate burning fire in my arm muscles embarrassingly indicating my zero upper body strength led me to decide to do few laps of the Ballina pool on Wednesday morning. I love swimming so I arose without too much grumbling at 6.30 (God help us) to be in the pool at 7 (that crazy runners mindset again) and spent 45 minutes doing nice slow strides quickly realising I was not as fit as I thought and lamented (ahem ...celebrated) over the fact I would now have to add swimming into the mix as it would help strengthen my core and also work on helping my breathing technique.
By Thursday my arm muscles were killing me from the Pilate's class, simple things like dressing myself or lifting a fork to my mouth caused me to wince in pain, and I found myself once again cursing my new found hobby but I persevered with my run, doing the same trail route again. I felt faster than I did on Monday and I picked up an extra km making my finish run 6.92! I couldn't face not making it to 7 so I popped up to the track and did two laps (what have I become?!!) just to get me over the 7km mark!
The group run on Saturday happened to cover the same basic route I had been doing all week, so I was able to keep up the pace and not get totally annihilated by the hills and rocky terrain. As our runs coincide with parkrun we had to double back onto the main road to our starting point,
the wind started to pick up and I found the last 500m the toughest to keep up, we had to finish by doing a last lap of the track and I was behind my group however my running coach had my back and his crazy screaming BRIDGE THE GAP LYNDSEY actually pushed me to pick up the pace for the final track lap even though I felt exhausted. I finished with my group and was pleased with how the morning went.
All in all I had a lovely training week, I was pleased with my solo runs and my timing and I am happy to continue to hit the pool over the next few weeks, even just to get in some relaxing laps, at this stage every little bit helps toward my half marathon goal. My increasing distance and pace shows my continued improvement and I am feeling really confident with all my work so far, my dad keeps telling me its not to be endured but enjoyed so I am keeping that in the back of my mind all the time, these are the weeks that count so I have to remain positive and run happy throughout!
Happy Training!
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