As soon as I decided to run the San Francisco Marathon, I knew I’d have to be smart about getting in a few long runs without overdoing it. I’m super prone to IT band flare-ups any time I increase my running volume too fast, and I am determined to do it right this time!
On Saturday morning I talked my dad into running 17 miles with me, on an awesome path that’s close to my house but that I’d never run before. We started around 9:00/mile and progressed to 8:1x by the end. It felt surprisingly good, even though it was over 80 degrees when we finished. If I can just remember to start slowly during the race…
There was a Mothers Day 5K at Crissy Field, and Mike generously offered to push Ellie in the stroller. I figured it wasn’t going to be a very awesome race for me because I’d run so much more than usual the day before, but I decided to just go out and do the best I could. I didn’t look at my watch a single time during the race, but I could tell I did the first mile MUCH faster than the second. There course was a loop followed by an out and back, with the turn-around at about 2.5 miles. I was the 7th place woman as we approached the turnaround, but after that, I picked it up as much as possible and managed to pass a couple people and finish 4th!
My splits ended up being 6:27 – 7:11 – 6:43. I knew that second mile was slow!
17 miles on Saturday + a hard 5K on Sunday meant my whole body was TOTALLY done on Monday. I was more sore than after Wildflower. It was a rough day, so of course I took it as a rest day.
Last night we did a new-to-me workout at Masters and I think it’s my new favorite. It was 5×100 on a 5 minute interval (which is SUPER long…over 3 minutes to recover) but the 100s were 100% all-out sprints. I usually do my 100s around 1:40, and these were 1:18. It was really painful to go that fast (that’s BLAZING fast for me…but pretty slow for serious swimmers) but with all that recovery time, I swam super easy 100s, and it really helped me prepare for the next sprint. It was a totally different workout than I’m used to, but it felt awesome to go as hard as I possibly could. I’m so glad I started going to Masters.