Lies, Lies, Lies

What is it with me and all the crazy lies lately? Not only did I lie about being famous; I also lied about posting a training update at some point on Friday. I'm sure you all were simply beside yourselves that I failed to get it done (riiiight), so I'm going to attempt to make up for it now with a mega-update of last week's training (minus my long run, which will be a separate post--because I'm a jerk like that) .

Monday: I rested. Oh did I need it!

Tuesday: On the schedule, I had a 10 minute warm-up + 5 x 1K + 10 minutes cool-down. Sadly, I had to cut the workout short after just 4 of my 5 repeats (and let me tell you, getting that many in felt like a pretty huge victory). I just REALLY struggled with this workout . . . but more on the reasoning behind that later.

Wednesday: It was my 27th birthday and, I have to admit, I was quite tempted to take the day off in honor of the day of my birth. But instead, I decided to use my extra free time (I got to leave work at 6:15 p.m.!!) to get a good cross-training session in. I hopped on the rowing machine at the gym and felt awesome right from the start. At one point, a dude got on the rower next to me, and he was the type that just couldn't seem to keep his eyes on his own display. He kept glancing over at my display, and frankly, it was all I could do to keep from laughing at him. He looked like he was trying with all his might to keep up with me, but I was seriously smoking him (not that I'm competitive or anything). Dude lasted about ten minutes, and then gave up and moved on to a different machine. I kept on a' rowing and covered 10,050 meters in the 60 minutes I was at it! Not bad for a workout I considered skipping!

That night, Wilson and I had planned on going out to dinner at a nice restaurant in our 'hood . . . but I am the ultimate weather wimp, and it was raining and gross out when I got home. I begged him to let us stay in and just order a pizza, and he responded with, "it's your birthday! If that's what you want to do, that's what we'll do!" I'm a simple girl, really! We enjoyed our pizza and worked on catching up on some of our tevo'd Lost episodes (we were WAY behind!). Before heading to bed, I opened up my presents and was most thrilled to discover that Wilson had gotten me RECOVERY SOCKS! In fuchsia! Hooray! :)

Thursday: I don't know how turning 27 took so much out of me, but my Thursday run was just a total nightmare. The schedule read 1 mile easy + 4 miles mid-tempo + 1 mile easy, which I didn't think would be all that difficult. But I ended up having to cut my run short again . . . this time, REALLY short. I only completed 1 mile easy + 1 mile mid-tempo + 1 mile cool-down. I did force myself to get in about 15-20 minutes of serious core work afterwards, which I suppose is something. But I was really bummed about the run (or lack thereof) portion of the workout. I just felt beyond exhausted . . . like to the point where it simply was not physically possible to fight through the fatigue.

In all fairness, both of my crap "key runs" last week were most likely a result of the fact that I was seriously exhausted. I'm not sure whether I mentioned this, but due to an ongoing project in one of my matters at work, I had been working from 9:30 a.m. until 10:00 p.m. every night (except my birthday, thank goodness!) for almost three weeks; not to mention working every day of every weekend--I hadn't had a day off for three weeks! While the work wasn't super stressful or anything, I think just being in "business mode" for that long without a break really got the best of me. When it came right down to it on Thursday, I knew it was probably best to give myself a break. It is still really early in training, and I knew it could be a mistake to push it too hard. I really think I made the right choice to call it quits when I did.

Friday: Rest day.

This leaves us with Saturday and Sunday, respectively, long run day and a cross-training day. Would I make a come-back? Would I fall short yet again? You'll have to wait to find out! I'll refrain from giving a specific time/date for when you can expect to find out, as I don't want to make a liar out of myself (again). Just know, it will come . . . soon.