Day 327 – Feb 8th
My intentions to get to bed early haven’t been going well, I’m slipping back into old ways again, and not getting enough sleep. Still, it’s an old habit, and they die hard, I’ll just keep trying again, every day.
Last night was another example of not getting to bed early enough, and I was kicking myself again when the alarm went off in the morning. It’s too late by then though, all you can do, as I do every morning, is promise to try harder that evening.
I really wanted to get three gym sessions in this week, my chest was fine after the last run, and I was keen to get back in this evening. Sure, I was a little tired, but I always am in the morning. I wouldn’t be going to the gym until the girls were in bed, so I had plenty of time to find some energy from somewhere. Failing that, I’d just go on a Friday night instead… but really, who wants to spend Friday evening in the gym?
As it turned out, I was feeling good by the time the girls were in bed, I packed my bag and off I went. I started with the usual 10 minute warm up on the exercise bike to get my muscles warmed up and my heart pumping, and I was still feeling good. Onto the treadmill, my new playlist was on to keep me motivated, and I was off. Five minutes in, feeling good, ten minutes and still fine, fifteen minutes and I am feeling really positive. I’d lost myself in the music and I was in the zone!
When I am running for long periods I never look at the big picture, I always break the run down and make my targets smaller. If I am running for 50 minutes, my first goal is to get to 10 minutes, then I’ll give myself a little “well done” in my head and treat myself to a quick drink before focusing on getting to 20 minutes. These 10 minute goals are easier to focus on and make the whole run less daunting.
I was now at 18 minutes and noticed a twinge in my heel. I’ve suffered with a problem in my heel, linked to the tendon since September. Some orthotic insoles have really helped, but it’s always worse the day after a run. I’d felt it this morning, but figured that it would be okay, it turned out that my fears that I hadn’t rested enough were right. Just a minute or so later and I am in considerable pain. I’d considered pushing on and running through it, a common runners fault, but this pain was telling me to listen to my body. I was struggling to even keep on running to reach the 20 minute mark. There was no way I was going to make 50 minutes, or even half distance.
My goal is to be easily running 90 minutes and looking to increase my pace, ahead of the half marathon I’m training for in May. This was a set back I could really do without, but pushing on was only going to make things worse. I had to accept the sad truth that regardless of how good I was feeling, I was done for today, and I’d probably need to give my heel at least a weeks rest… if not longer! No runner likes to give up, especially when they have a goal, something big to train for, but today I was beaten. It was fairly crushing, I felt like I was on such good form.
The worst bit about it? Not knowing if it’s going to be a few days rest, or a few weeks before I’m running again!