Hi y’all. I just returned from the most amazing weekend of Oiselle Running Camp. You can see lots of the fun on Instagram using #dmvbirdcamp17 and I’ll be writing about it more in the future. Hope you all had just as great a week as I did. Only eight more weeks until Berlin and my marathon training is getting into high gear. I finished July with 185.6 miles, which is my third highest mileage ever (after September of 2016 with 192.2 and August of 2016 with 215.8). I expect to hit 200 miles again in August, which seems so crazy but that’s just where I am with the training. This upcoming week, I switch from speedwork on Tuesdays to what is called strength in the Hanson plan – it’s longer repeats at a pace that is ten seconds faster than goal pace. Anyway, let’s look back at last week of training.
I’ve been lucky enough to have fast friends as company for my last few tempo runs. It’s much more fun that way and it keeps it interesting. Today I was solo and around mile 3, the doubt started creeping in. I had to remind myself that while it’s nice being paced by faster friends, I don’t NEED that. I am capable of pacing myself for my marathon pace miles and indeed, what I need are some of those MP miles where I have to force my legs to get into rhythm. It was a good reminder that while my tribe helps make me stronger, in the end, I’m only accountable to myself. No one pays me to run. And while my friends will certainly join in my highs and lows of running, the only person who really cares if I wake up and roll back over or go kick ass on my run is ME. It also reminded me of my why and enough deep thoughts that I kept pushing forward. This was the first really good tempo run of my cycle – in the sense that my legs finally startled to settle towards goal pace. I’m grateful for that and grateful to be able to do this thing that I love. Happy Thursday. 🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️💙💙💙
Did you also get a break in the weather this past week?