I fell apart on multiple levels while training (“training”?) for the RNR DC Half, but one of them was keeping a consistent training log. I started here on the blog, and I started filling in the Google Doc Jess and I share, but once training fell off, so did my record-keeping, because I didn’t want to log a short or missed workout.
As I am trying to get my shit together again, I am trying to not let perfect be the enemy of good and recognizing that a short workout is better than no workout and a not-so-healthy meal is better than a terribly unhealthy meal.
So in that spirit, I’m going to start posting weekly training logs again, at least through the Brooklyn Half, and probably picking up again once I start training for the marathon. (You can always donate here.)
Last week and this week is just maintaining a base so I can go into Brooklyn training with the fitness I did bank from my half-assed training.
Week of March 23-29
Monday: I woke up on the later side, but knew I wanted to get in some kind of workout in the morning. If I remember correctly, it was still cold out and I just didn’t feel like another chilly run, so I did some Black Fire at home. My favorite Black Fire workout is Bodyweight Tabata. You do four different tabatas, and good lord is it hard. I also love our Weighted Tabata, but I keep forgetting the heavier weights I got for Christmas out in NJ.
Tuesday: OrangeTheory. I had a free pass from the media event I’d gone to, and I used it last week. The workout was great, but I was honestly ready to buy a package and when I asked about intro rates, the front desk guy was super rude. Fine, don’t take my money. In the afternoon, I also did a little bit of yoga at work with a coworker.
Wednesday: Run run run! I think I did 3 miles?
Thursday: I did four miles before work. The weather was lovely and I was happy to be out there. Runner’s high is back!
Friday: I’d meant to get up for a run before all the wedding rehearsal day shenanigans got started, but I got sidetracked by getting a little work done first.
Saturday: I knew I’d have a really long day ahead with the wedding, but I’d decided it was non-negotiable for me to run, and so I got in three miles before heading down to the hotel for everything.
Sunday: As I said, I wanted to be relatively responsible at the wedding. I didn’t want to be hungover, I didn’t want to consume four million calories, AND I wanted to make it to a yoga class. My fave instructor ever, anywhere, Chelsea, is doing teacher training at Prana and was teaching a community class. YES PLEASE! Hot yoga was the perfect way to wind down from a busy weekend…and sweat out the bubbly I did consume.