This week has been terrible for a training plan, not due to me per say. Our weather has made it impossible to get in my runs! I’m all about a nice storm to cool things off, but come on! Waking up to heavy rain is just not fair. Like Monday, I was up and ready…and it was super cloudy. The storm was full on its way and I was running like the wind to get in 4 miles, but sadly at exactly 3 miles the rain started and then BAM! heavy downpour. I was completely drenched head to toe. I got in 3.25 miles out of 4 😦
Yeah that was what I got caught in. My shorts were glued to my skin, my shirt was so heavy and my cap took 5 hours to dry. I was trying to pull out my inner Kara Goucher and Shalane Flanagan from Sunday’s Olympic Women’s Marathon, but alas I couldn’t handle the flooding rain. Oh well…
Wednesday was the exact same thing, except I woke up to heavy rain and I was not putting myself in that again. It was not worth the risk of falling, which I also almost did Monday. I’m incredibly clumsy in general, but adding running and rain make it just more dangerous. Wednesday I was planning on running at night, and that was fine. Until I was on the way home (I just typed food, thats what I think about 24/7) and was craving teriyaki mushrooms and stuffed grape leaves from Fresh Market. Plus Zach called telling me to get a red onion, so it just happened to work out perfectly.
Eating teriyaki mushrooms and 3 stuffed grape leaves is a HORRIBLE idea before a run. I couldn’t help myself, I wasn’t able to put the fork down. I still wanted to run so I did.
It started out great! I was on schedule for 3 miles. The weather wasn’t extremely terrible thanks to the day’s storms and I came across this cuteness at mile 1.
How stinking cute are those baby ducks?! I stood there for a good 4 minutes watching them cross the road, there was a huge puddle on the sidewalk and those little babies waded in it. I was dying from the cuteness. I then reminded myself I actually was out for a purpose so I had to get back to my running. Thats when things went south…
I was starting to regret those mushrooms and grape leaves around 1.5 miles. I thought I would be fine and nope, I was definitely proven wrong. I was burping up my food. Also I brought a mix of Gatorade and water, and that was only making things worse. Sweet drink on top of food coming up is never a good combination. I was diminished of everything I had because I was forcing myself to not puke. So that run wasn’t great. I was however, happy to make it home before I threw up (and thankfully that didn’t happen)
This morning was another scheduled 4 miles and when I got up at 7 to check the weather, I was like a kid on Christmas morning. Not only was it not raining, it was only 73° outside! I know that is still considered warm, but for the South that is mild! I was so ready for 4 miles. My legs wanted to really knock out the distance. The run was great, I started out with a nice slow warm-up mile and then kept an easy pace, but picking up the time every mile. It did however take forever for my legs to warm-up and get used to running. I was in the groove until 2.3 when I saw a dog running in the road and I frantically went after it. Poor little thing was terrified of me so I just let it run into an apartment complex (but out of the road) because it kinda seemed to know where it was going. But can I just say, there was about 5 other runners out in the same spot and not one of them tried to save this dog. It wasn’t any bigger than a chihuahua and no one tried to save it except me. After the dog chasing it was near impossible to pick up where I left off, I was worried it would make my time slow. Thankfully it did not and I finished the run. This girl was so happy to finally make 4 miles this week!
(Yes that is the same outfit I ran in Monday, but I washed it. Promise.) And look what I busted out to run in?!
Good ole’ Nike LunarGlide’s. I don’t know what urge came over me, I really wanted to run in these this morning. I miss them, I would run in the them more often, but they hurt my ankles. It did take a little while to get used to them again, but no pain! I still love them because they were my birthday present from Zach. Horrible angle to take a picture BTW, my calves look big.
So there is week 9. Done. I’m still bummed about my distance this week, I really wanted to hit 11 miles but only got to 10 something. I know I couldn’t stop the rain so there is nothing I can do about it. I am happy however that I did get in at least 4 miles. Next week is intense yo. I got 5 miles on Monday and then 6 (!) on Saturday…before I leave for Atlanta. Yeah that’s going to be awesome!
So how did your runs go this week? Any issues with weather stopping you from conquering your scheduled runs?