Rocky Raccoon 100 training week 16.
Backdating this one, because I'm posting it Tuesday. We just rolled back into town after spending a long weekend in Concan, TX for our annual family Christmas in Concan. Much fun was had by all, but that's fodder for this week, and this post is about LAST week.
I had to shift my runs around a little this week, to accommodate our trip and the holidays. Instead of my usual Tuesday/Thursday runs to work, I did a longer run to work on Tuesday, then a shorter neighborhood run on Wednesday. To demonstrate why I prefer to run to work on any run 7 miles or longer, I woke up at the same time to run 12 miles to work on Tuesday as I did to run 6 in the neighborhood on Wednesday. Running to work is SO much more time-efficient for me.
Both of those runs were fine. Slow. Nothing notable. The reason I did Tuesday/Wednesday instead of Tuesday/Thursday was so that I could run Friday and Saturday, and not have to do a longlong run while I was out of town. Too hard to coordinate with the family, and not really great roads for doing longer runs out there. So I planned to run 8ish trail miles on Friday, then 20 miles with Rogue on Saturday.
Best laid plans.. the trail Matt and I planned to run was closed on Friday because it was raining. And I really didn't want to do ANOTHER muddy trail run, especially since I was planning on taking my trail shoes with me for our Christmas Eve hike, and I didn't want to drag along muddy shoes.
So I did 9 miles on the road on Friday instead, then 20 miles with Karen and Rogue on Saturday. The Friday run was sluggish and slow, but the 20 on Saturday was actually a really solid run. Faster than I've done 20 in quite some time. Which is even nicer in light of it being a second-day run.
Of course, then I jumped in a car for 3 hours, which didn't feel great. And then I ate all the cookies in the world for the next 3 days. Solid recovery plan.
This next week will be another weird one, as far as when I'm running, and will end in my hardest weekend of this training cycle. I'm a lot scared and a lot excited. And I'm looking forward to the first day of the new year, when most people are starting their new training programs, and I'm sleeping in late, the sleep of someone who has worn themselves out with a lot of good, solid running.
12+6+8+20=45
I had to shift my runs around a little this week, to accommodate our trip and the holidays. Instead of my usual Tuesday/Thursday runs to work, I did a longer run to work on Tuesday, then a shorter neighborhood run on Wednesday. To demonstrate why I prefer to run to work on any run 7 miles or longer, I woke up at the same time to run 12 miles to work on Tuesday as I did to run 6 in the neighborhood on Wednesday. Running to work is SO much more time-efficient for me.
Both of those runs were fine. Slow. Nothing notable. The reason I did Tuesday/Wednesday instead of Tuesday/Thursday was so that I could run Friday and Saturday, and not have to do a longlong run while I was out of town. Too hard to coordinate with the family, and not really great roads for doing longer runs out there. So I planned to run 8ish trail miles on Friday, then 20 miles with Rogue on Saturday.
Best laid plans.. the trail Matt and I planned to run was closed on Friday because it was raining. And I really didn't want to do ANOTHER muddy trail run, especially since I was planning on taking my trail shoes with me for our Christmas Eve hike, and I didn't want to drag along muddy shoes.
So I did 9 miles on the road on Friday instead, then 20 miles with Karen and Rogue on Saturday. The Friday run was sluggish and slow, but the 20 on Saturday was actually a really solid run. Faster than I've done 20 in quite some time. Which is even nicer in light of it being a second-day run.
Of course, then I jumped in a car for 3 hours, which didn't feel great. And then I ate all the cookies in the world for the next 3 days. Solid recovery plan.
This next week will be another weird one, as far as when I'm running, and will end in my hardest weekend of this training cycle. I'm a lot scared and a lot excited. And I'm looking forward to the first day of the new year, when most people are starting their new training programs, and I'm sleeping in late, the sleep of someone who has worn themselves out with a lot of good, solid running.
12+6+8+20=45