At
dinner last night I told Lauren how nice it felt to be “in a good place” for
the first time in a long time. I am not
sure what exactly triggered the change; the move, weather that is neither
oppressively hot or dangerously cold, finally finding a routine...who
knows? And who cares? I’ll stop beating this drum, but hope it
reverberates. With three solid weeks of
training for Philly in the books, the doubts I had about being able to run a
respectable time are starting to fade, and I am even targeting a four-mile PR
in early September. More on that
later. For now, week 3.
Monday
– 6 miles easy in Central Park before a 12 mile ElliptiGO ride. The legs were definitely feeling the
high-mileage of the weekend and yesterday’s massage.
Tuesday
– 90 minute run with 6400 meters of alternating 200s (37/47). I had never done anything like this before
and while the times looked simple on paper, the thought of four miles alone and continuous on the
track was a bit daunting. I had trouble
dialing in the paces for the first mile and ran the “off” 200s too quickly, but
once I was able to find the right speed this workout flew by. Unfortunately, every child in Harlem was
playing in the infield of the track this morning so a couple of the laps
included unexpected obstacles in the form of soccer balls and small clusters of
kids wandering out into lane one (adult supervisors paying no attention). The entire 90 minutes ended up being 13.2
miles with the 6400 meters in 22:08 (5:32/mile).
Wednesday
– 8 miles easy on the Central Park Bridle Path.
This was a slow recovery run. I
tried to avoid turning left as much as I could since I hit my left turn quota
yesterday. 30 minutes of core.
Thursday
– 7 miles easy in Central Park. Allie
and I kept our weekly Thursday run at a very easy 8:00 pace as she had a cold
and I had the two-day workout hangover.
Friday
– 7 miles easy on the Central Park Bridle Path.
In the middle of the run, I did 7x20 second pre-race strides.
Saturday
– NYRR Team Championship 5 Mile Race
in Central Park. For the first time in more than a year, I was actually pretty
excited about lining up for a race. I
was feeling relatively fit and rested, but mostly was curious to see what I was
capable of running. My goal going into
the race was 26:30 which is not my PR, but is faster than I had run since late
2012. In fact, I hadn’t cracked 27:00
since this same race last year. Yeah,
things have been rough. I never get much
sleep the night before a Saturday race.
I woke up at 7:45 and had two chia waffles with peanut butter and
grabbed a small cup of coffee before hopping in a cab to the east side of the
park. There was a light rain when the
women’s race went off, but by the time we started warming up it was just plain
soupy. I felt terrible during the two
mile warm-up, which is a good thing (I’m always suspect of feeling loose and
springy during a warm-up jog. It usually
means the race will be the opposite).
When the horn sounded, I tucked into a pretty big group of guys that I
knew to be around my goal speed and let them set the early pace. I realized early on that I had forgotten to
turn on the GPS function on my watch which after a brief moment of panic, wound
up being a blessing in disguise. The first mile
of the course consists of all three of the West Side Hills. There is really no
better place for them because it gets my least favorite stretch of the park out
of the way early. I was feeling very good the first two miles and split much
faster on the hills than I have in the past.
The second mile of the race was my fastest. By mile three our group had dwindled to two
or three familiar faces and I decided to take the lead. I held on until the
base of Cat Hill where a guy from NYAC passed me and opened a pretty big
gap. I never caught back up to him. Cat Hill was my slowest mile, but I recovered
decently and pulled away from two of the others guys in my group, beating them
to the finish line and finishing in 26:21 (5:17/mile). Splits: 5:11 (West Side Hills), 5:07, 5:15,
5:29 (Cat Hill -- Yikes!), 5:18. With seven
combined miles before and after the race and a 2.5 mile shakeout in the
evening, total mileage for the day was 14.5
Sunday – 16 miles in
Central Park with a big group. Despite
two or three too many glasses of sangria last night, I felt fine until mile 14
of this run. The last two miles were a death march. I would have cut it short but I had to get
home. 20 minutes of core in the evening.
Total Weekly Mileage:
72.7
Next Week: A rest day, long intervals and a classic go-to workout.
Beer of the Week:
Dogfish Head Namaste
The internet is full
of odes to Dogfish Head and rightfully so.
Still, when Lauren brought this beer home, I wanted to like it not love
it so I could chose a more unknown brewery.
I loved it. This year, Namaste
made the leap from seasonal champagne-size bottles to year-round six packs. I
had a bottle with Lauren's homemade banana, peanut butter ice cream before bed Friday night (pre-race
carbs). It’s a really refreshing,
easy-to-drink beer without sacrificing too much flavor. I actually had trouble not downing it in one
swig. It’s made with orange slices and
coriander (I’m not actually sure what coriander is, but I like it in beer.)
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