Hi guys. This week was rough. My whole body started to hurt. I couldn’t get into any of my runs. Momma said there’d be days like this. I’m powering through. Here’s what went down.
Monday: My sister recently got into SoulCycle and I joined her for a Rihanna versus Drake theme class at the Chelsea location. SoulCycle was so much harder than I remembered.
Tuesday: I took a morning Dash 28 class at Mile High Run Club. I don’t know what’s going on with me, but it felt impossible. My body never warmed up and I never got a runners’ high. Dash 28 is 28 minutes of running and about 15 minutes of strength training. I left before the strength training to shower and as part of an internal compromise I made during the tough parts of running.
Wednesday: Beebe’s Buttcamp. I found this on ClassPass. It was fun and focused on glutes, as the name implies.
Thursday: Tempo Run with NYRR training group. I ran 3.2 miles. Afterwards I felt 100 kinds of sore, that’s not how I usually feel after a 3 mile run. WHAT GIVES?
Saturday: Color Run at CitiField with Jill and Kerri
Sunday: Rest. I was signed up for the Japan Run (a 4-mile race in Central Park) with plans to add a bunch of miles to it and make it a long run. When I woke up at 6am (ugh) the rain was pouring and my ankle was bothering me (I think rain exacerbates joint problems?), and I felt tired in general. I decided you know what? I can cut myself some slack and I didn’t get out of bed. I didn’t run the race. I didn’t run at all on Sunday. I didn’t do a long run at all that week. My training plan said to run 13 miles, but my body/mind/heart/soul said chill out. So I f-ing did.
I love running. But I don’t want running to become a bully. When it all nets out, I think I’d rather be a little slower on race day and a little happier in the life that led up. (But I don’t think all of that much will change from missing just one run.)
So that was my week! How was yours? The Brooklyn Half is SO soon. Who else is running it?