The miles are stacking up now, biggest week yet.
Monday – stretching
Tuesday – 5 x 1200m
Wednesday – cross training (swim) or possibly a short run
Thursday – 5 mile tempo
Friday – stretching
Saturday – cross training (bike)
Sunday – 14 miles long run
I love the snow, I’m a winter baby and I still get excited like a little kid with the prospect of snow. However, with my adult head on the consequences of it falling do impact on life. I’m not mad on driving in it – I don’t mind, but given the choice I probably wouldn’t, however I’m one of those people who will always have a go at getting to work – I hate to be thought of as the one who didn’t even try.
With this in mind the blanket of snow that the UK had over the weekend has already impacted my training. I decided to do my traditional long run on Saturday in the hope of avoiding the snow – which I did – but in doing do bumped the cross training in the form of cycling from the schedule. I don’t mind missing the bike ride as such, I never cycle in anything that looks remotely icy/snowy following a broken collar bone this time last year – lesson learned! But what does worry me is the prospect of missing training runs. I know missing the odd one isn’t necessarily a problem, but I wondered what I would do if the cold spell continues?
I don’t think it’s wise running when it’s icy for obvious reasons but what of running in the snow – do you risk it or not? What alternatives are there? I’m not a fan of treadmill running but appreciate sometimes there is no choice. We shall see what the weather brings over the next few days….
This was the first week of ‘proper’ training after easing myself in over the last four weeks and all in all seemed to go according to plan. The weather is playing havoc with the cross training (or lack of) but despite the cold snap all run sessions have been completed (mostly!) according to plan.
Tuesday’s speed session wasn’t as quick as it should be but I blame the cold weather, and even though I don’t mind running in the cold, I had to cut the session short. The tempo run on Thursday was well under target which was good in that I ran a lot quicker than I have done to date but also made me realise how reliant on the Garmin I had become! It had run out of juice so I had to run with my trusty Timex and guess how quickly I was running per mile.
The long run on Saturday was tough but confidence building. This was the longest I’d run for nearly four years so it was a bit of a step into the unknown. The temperature on Saturday wasn’t due to get above zero all day so I waited until lunchtime to run in the hope it was a bit warmer, but with several light layers on I wasn’t too cold at all. The first six miles flew by and although I had a couple of stops for gels and calf stretches felt pretty good. The next 2-3 miles were quite tough, partly because it was a new route and I wasn’t entirely sure where I was – running on redways in MK has that effect on you! The last three miles were not too bad – it was much colder as I ran along the river back into the countryside.
I was expecting some aches and pains but my PF wasn’t too bad at all the only niggle was a burning sensation in the ball of my foot. Didn’t start until the 8 mile mark so I’m assuming it’s mileage related but will do some internet diagnosis in the week just to be sure! It was tough, but I secretly enjoyed every mile and am looking forward to 14 miles next weekend – I think!