First, let’s be real: I don’t agree that my training was stellar last week.
Now, let’s be kind: considering the circumstances, it wasn’t too damn bad. Last week wasn’t great.
What actually happened?
Monday: I <3 rest. And lamp.
Tuesday: Despite pretty crippling anxiety at this point, I woke up and ran 4 miles, hoping it might help even a little bit. It did not help a damn bit. The only thing this run accomplished was getting in the miles–but I’m still grateful for that.
Wednesday: Nope, no way in hell.
Thursday: Got in the planned track workout. The mileage didn’t quite add up to “nearly nine”–I ran 2 miles to warm up, 4.15 of the intervals and 2 to cool down–but it was still a decent workout that helped me head back to work ready to take things on.
Friday/Saturday: Sleep was far more important to me these days. I’m okay with that.
Sunday: I got my 20 in! It wasn’t the best run ever, but it wasn’t the worst run ever. I’m just happy I did it.
So…yeah. Just when I was supposed to have one of my peak weeks, and hit one of my first 40+ miles weeks, I didn’t. But life happens, and LIFE HAPPENED last week. Marine Corps is in just under 6 weeks, so I have just about 3 weeks to go before I start tapering. (When the hell did THAT happen?) I’m going to make the best of it.
How do you adjust your training plan when life gets in the way? At what point do you reassess your goals? (I don’t think I’m ready to reassess just yet, just curious.)