Speaking of Whole30, we have FIVE DAYS LEFT. I just bought yogurt and cheese for my triumphant return to dairy on Wednesday!
So far, this week has been a major RLRF success, knock on wood. This is my first week on the plan while actually working full time, and I was nervous.
Tuesday, the workout was 3x1600 at 7:27 with 400 RI. Aka run to the track, run a mile in 7:27, walk around the track once, repeat 2 more times, run home. I hadn't run in the early dark mornings in so long I had almost forgotten about my knuckle lights! My 3 fast miles ended up being 7:40, 7:27, and 7:30, so pretty close to what I needed them to be. They felt gruesome, but I guess that's the whole point.
Other than the cauliflower rice, people commented on the fact that I did speedwork without eating first. I've been just getting up and running in the morning for so long I normally don't even think about stopping for a snack, and I'm obviously not hungry that early. But, those comments solidified my idea to try something crazy before my next early run - getting up even earlier to sit and eat.
My next run was 10 miles at GMP (goal marathon pace) and I had been fretting about it for like 2 days, because I knew it would be tough. While GMP might not be much of a challenge later in the day, ten minutes after waking up it usually feels like an all out sprint. This training cycle is all about not doing the same crap that hasn't worked, and so far whining about how I'm always slow in the morning has got me nowhere.
So here's how that broke down. First of all, I got home and ate dinner at about 10pm Wednesday night, because I work in a running store, which I mainly do to fund my races and because I like to talk about....running. Then I set my alarm extra early (4:45am) for Thursday morning, so I could give up more sleep to get up, sit on the couch, and drink coffee and eat half a banana with almond butter when I wasn't hungry, to fuel my running. Sometimes I wonder about myself and my choice of hobbies.
But it was worth it, I ran the 10 miles at an average 8:43 pace. It was 62 degrees with 83% humidity when I started, which felt more like 90 degrees since last week I barely got to run in temperatures above freezing. The pace felt comfortably hard, and not at all like a death march until the last mile.
So far, the high and low point of my week have been the same moment - picking up my beloved Civic from the repair shop. Low because paying for it sucked. High because I got my car back, and more importantly, the bill, while expensive, was the best bill I've ever received.
Yep, I paid good money for slave labor this week.
What was the high and low point of your week so far?