As of Monday, 10/10, I was a run machine. I felt amazing, and almost itching for more. I envisioned myself "bouncing back" like a pro. Similar to Flying Pig, or what now constitutes "norm" for half-marathons. This didn't happen AT ALL. :/ Where to point the finger? ... the end of formal marathon training, the beginning of an ankle strain, or the new job ... well, that's unclear, but if I had to guess, I think I'd need three fingers.
Bottom line, I took a full week completely off. I walked or did crunches here and there, but hands-down, no running. My thoughts and energies are all being pulled into the excitement of the new position.
That said, I gave it a few good tries. Tuesday I woke up early to swim; the LA Fitness at Ainsley has no pool. Walkin' in flip flops instead. The Thursday post-race, I just could not run through the pain in my ankle. This did nothing for my state of mind. On Saturday, I had a schedule conflict; first time in a long time that I put something else above running on the priority list for Sat morning. Woah. Sunday meant catch up time: travel and a week at a new job did absolutely nothing for the home front.
Monday, I figured could bring a new start. Unfortunately, running the Greenway was cancelled, and I went down to LA F again. This went better than the previous Thursday: I ran one mile, walked one mile, ran .5, walked .5, ran .1. Toward the end of the first mile, I felt the burn of the strain. Decided not to risk worsening it for one stupid treadmill run, so I ran when it felt good, stopped when it didn't. The cardio and leg strength were still there (its funny how I always think one day, I'll just wake up and lose my ability to run), and the pain was considerably lower. But the energy was zapped, and boredom also played into my stop/start decisions.
Tuesday, I was beat. I need to fill my thyroid scrip; between having missed two days and the long days, I was whipped, and needed sleep. So I slept. (until 6 am. Luxurious now. Haha.)
Wednesday - Bless the tribe! Just when I thought I might never be motivated to run again ... tribe! Maybe no early retirement for me after all. :)
About the run: 5.5 total, whatever pace felt comfortable. I took the first mile out at a warm up which ended up being close to 11s. The next .5 closer to 10s. After that, about 3 intervals between 9:30s and walks (400m). The schedule called for 3 more intervals, but I figured if I had 4 miles under my belt today, I'd be thrilled, so I run / walked another mile, and then cooled down a last mile back to the lot. I never paused my watch waiting for others, street lights, breaks, etc. This was kind of freeing. I can tell I got in a bit of work done during a few of the intervals, but for sure an easy work out overall. Just what I needed.
Thursday, I had planned to do a class at LA Fitness. I wasn't sure if it would make me too sore for Sunday, but I'm getting too greed anyway. If every weekend is a run priority, then I'll never get in anything else. All that decided, I forgot to set my alarm, and womp, womp, did nada.
Friday, whole lot of nope.
Saturday, a little more nada. :(
Total - 8.6
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