I found a tshirt on Facebook whose slogan seems to epitomize my week: I run, slower than a herd of turtles, but I run.
Leaping from 4 mile weeks to a 10 mile week had a few repercussions. My leg was a bit angry with me, no serious pain, but aches and twinges. I told it to get over it. The other repercussion was that all my muscles were tired and my times were quite slow. But, on the other hand, I ran 🙂
Since the previous week I started with a long run and decreased my mileage each run, I thought I would start low and work my way up to a long run–reversing the pyramid. My total mileage made it over the 10 mile mark again, but it wasn’t all running,as I had a long walk in there.
Tuesday: 1 mile in 11 minutes and 20 minutes of yoga. I did a mix of stretch and strength poses, although I did lean more heavily on the stretch. I meant to do push-ups after my run, but somehow, that slipped my mind. I did do a long plank, so that counts, right?
Wednesday: Picked up my weights again–although, I still didn’t add a rep. Pure laziness on my part. My session did take 37 minutes; I mixed in some stretch yoga between the exercises, which really makes my sessions better. Sets of arm/legs, then yoga instead of rest.
Thursday: 2 mile run in 22 minutes and I did Burpees again! Only 15, however. That seemed like more than enough at the time.
Friday: pure yoga for 30 minutes. I did it in front of Steven Colbert, so no DVD, but I did do my Crunch yoga from memory. I did as many Warrior poses as I could (the practice has 9 for each leg) before my leg felt too stressed. I managed 6, then added moves from another session to replace the last 3.
Saturday: a very long walk with Daisy–4.86 miles in 1:17. We were close to doing 15 minute miles, but there were sniffs everywhere that just slowed us down a bit. She led the entire way, searching out those new sniffs, and I think she made me walk faster. I had to run to town for errands after, but when I got home I tacked up Charby and rode her out in the ring. It was a tradeoff: we had the space to do some quality work, but the flies are horrible out there and we only lasted 20 minutes.
Sunday: 4 mile run, a slow 4 mile run, but 4 miles nonetheless! My muscles protested most of the way, and my pace was consistently 5.0 MPH for each mile. But the sky was blue, and the early morning air felt great, so I call it a good run. Met a new friend out there too, although I did give him and his quills wide berth as I ran by. I spent a lot of time sitting later in the day, but I did go out and ride Christopher Robin. I’m going to call it a good training day, although I am not sure who got trained. Charby stayed in the barn (silly girl) and CR got half way to the ring when he realized he was on his own. I tried to convince him to keep going, but had to get off and lead him to the ring. I led him around the ring, doing circles and talking. I almost had him calmed down when she hollared ’cause she missed him, so a few more laps were necessary, then we went to get her. So the training was a) for my patience, and b) so he knows he needs to do what I want him to do.