IMC: 24 weeks to go (Feb 9-15)
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Challenge:
24 weeks to go (Mar 3-9)
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Total
training hours
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12:31
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15:28
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Swim
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3:06 / 6350m
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2:49 / 5650m
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Bike
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1:00 (15.4
km on the trainer)
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4:33 (trainer
+ spin class + 24.9 km outside)
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Run
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6:25 / 61
km
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4:20 / 54.59
km
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Strength
training
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1:45
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Yoga
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2:00
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2:00
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SBR Total
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10:31
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11:43
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Since Monday was Family Day, I put in a request that it NOT
be a rest day. Who wants to spend an extra weekend day laying around doing
nothing? Yeah… not me! Coach made a comment about risk vs rest given the heavy
previous week, and the particularly full previous day (Run. Bike. Run. Yoga.)
but compromised with an easy swim and a light yoga class. CCAC was doing a
ladies-only swim in the morning so I went thinking it would be less crowded.
Half the genders, half the swimmers? Yeah, no. It started off weird seeing that
they had hung curtains over the lobby windows so men couldn’t even see in to
the pool… OK… and wow, once in the pool… a whole lot of diversity going on. I’ve
never swum with people fully clothed in pants and long-sleeved shirts. Uh huh.
Weird.
I came home, tired, and fighting a killer carb craving. The
previous day, I’d been about 1500 calories under what I should have been taking
in for my activity level which might have played in to what happened next…
After 7 weeks or so of saintly eating, I succumbed to that killer carb craving
and ate my body weight in tortilla chips and fresh salsa. Then promptly fell
asleep on the couch. Who wants to spend an extra weekend day laying around doing
nothing? Me, apparently.
Tuesday I had a great swim – I had 16 x 100 to do for my
main set and decided to target 2:30. I
managed that for almost half, then slowed to 2:35 for a bit, a couple of 2:40,
then I don’t even know – I was tired and the math got hard! The swim-high was
tempered by a ridiculously boring zone 1 (zone 1!) 1 hour spin on the bike. To
add insult to injury, I was watching what may be the most boring episode of the
Breaking Bad series (let’s hope) where the entire hour was about killing a fly.
Wednesday I reluctantly dragged my ass to the track. Oh, how
I hate track-work. It’s just so… hard. I had 6 x 600m hard assigned and I ran
them at a faster clip than I was running the week before, running the first one
at a 4:17/km pace. Yeah, I was pretty happy with that. However true to form, I
ran the rest slower and inconsistent (4:23, 4:31, 4:27, 4:33, 4:35). BUT… I did
them. Which [spoiler alert] is more than I will be able to say when I post the
next week’s training!
Sunday was my last long run before Napa and far, far shorter
than I usually take my long run to pre-marathon. For my previous 4 open
marathons, my long run has peaked at 35-37 km. This week I peaked at 26 km. My
overall mileage this time is much higher. In the 5 weeks up to and including
Sunday, I’ve run 296 km. For my first marathon (Seattle Rock’n’Roll), my 5-week
pre-taper mileage was just 117 km! For my last marathon (Whidbey Island), it
was 216. I’m a little uneasy about having such a short long run but I trust my
coach. In order to manage the inner gremlins, I’ve been doing some reading
about accumulated fatigue in endurance training, as well as the notion that
there’s not much fitness to be gained on the really long runs, and that the
impacts to recovery and subsequent workouts hinder improvements in running
performance. I know I will need to keep
returning to these sources over the week leading up to my race so that when I’m
tiring on race day after that 26 km mark, I can counter those gremlins that may
whisper I’m not prepared to run longer.
This is how the week played out:
Monday
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1900m swim
Hatha Yoga Class
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Tuesday
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2600m swim before work
1 hr zone 1 spin on the trainer
after work
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Wednesday
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10 km run – speed work at the
track after work
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Thursday
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SFA – and for once I was grateful
for it!
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Friday
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8.4 km run at lunch
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Saturday
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1850m PRM swim
11.6 km run
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Sunday
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26 km run in the morning
5 km recovery shuffle late afternoon
Gentle Hatha Yoga Class post-run
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