Summary of RUN WALK sessions as number of intervals, time of interval. All 1 minute rest. miles run/total miles. I'm not including the walk sessions in the plan here. I'm doing them, but not enjoying them.
APRIL
15x 1 1.46/2.56
15x 1 1.56/2.84
20x 1 2.07/3.67
10x 2 1.97/3.1
10x 2 1.97/3.2
12x 2 2.4/3.37
8x 3 2.36/3.11
MAY
8x 3 2.3/3.14
11x 3 3.57/4.0
8x 4 3.25/4.0
April Totals: 13.8 miles run and 21.85 miles run/walk
May Totals:
Well WOOHOO I'm back to running! And I'm even more happy to say that it's pain-free. None of the post-run pain and stiffness I was feeling in Jan or Feb or whenever I was running before I got sick in March. I have some stiff soreness in both feet after I wake up, that's it.
But I'm not cross training at all. It's MAY for crying out loud and Puppy doesn't even have full air in the tires. Last night I move Frea to store some of LA's books and ugh...I could feel the call of the MCT and the Levee roads across the river.
BE texted that he's keeping the 6am Monday and Tuesday sessions. I haven't joined yet, right now I'm enjoying sleeping in and cuddling. LA would join us, but it seems to spoil something to run us out of bed.
See, for now, I feel like we're in this magical moment in time in which we can have full days together, and too soon that will all be gone. In July it ends and a new life begins for both of us. For him, a new city alone and medical school. For me, I'm alone too but in a familiar place, feeling sorta left behind. I did that before years ago, stayed back one year and managed the clean up of the old life. This will be different though.
These days all feel like weekends. I have to stop and think about what day it is. We sleep in together. Late dog walk and breakfast, usually I make him a big spread of omelet with potatoes. For me is sadly random (see below). Late dog walk. Late arrival to work and a 5-8 hour day. Home to him, and usually a late evening, late to bed. My old sleep/wake hours are a memory right now!
Haven't been home since...Christmas? The travel ban at work was lifted this past Thursday, um, the 7th of May I think. We took advantage of it to travel to St Rob to work on his house for two days. Lots done there, more to do. I'm happy seeing his stuff coming back to StL, I like seeing his life and seeing his life mix into mine. It feels less like he's living in "my" house, more like it's more "ours", even if it's still mine. Make sense?
I can work all I want, been doing 25-35 hours a week. But I'm still pretty flex about it. You can see one result of it -- my blog posts go from daily to monthly without a regular computer.
Speaking of computers, my new iPhone 5 got splashed with water and while it's drying out I'm using his big 8. Huge. Not used to it yet. It has it's pros and cons. It's big, but that means a big screen! And it was his, kinda oddly a personal gifty way to share.
A few days ago was the 1 year anniversary of the dog bite. I can tell from my 2019 blog entries that this even was a down-turn in my mood and the start of a depression that lasted until December or January with LA. In March last year the M came back, he comes and goes. Balrog came and left by June, no sign since. I was self-destructive and falling apart, the cracks were obvious by October and November.
What a change it's been. I'm trying to solidify this ground before he leaves in July so I don't regress. Right now, I can direct energy to taking care of him with his Disney and medical school issues. How he stays so calm, I mean aside from falling into a bucket of ice cream, is beyond me. I'm trying to learn how he does it. I'm seeing him during what has to be a most painful and stressful time. Yet he's calm, thoughtful, reflective, sorta bitter on some things, yet open and talks about it. I bottle it and hide it away. Or I talk to M.
On the 7th, the one year of the dog bite, there was a full moon at 5:45am. Beautiful!!!! On that day, I resolved to follow my nutritional plan from JenMcD nutritionist. To track and get less random and less "whatthehell" about what I eat. Now that I'm running again, it's more important. And I can identify foods that trigger issues. I've made a list of what to avoid. It's easy enough if it's not available, hard to avoid if avail and I'm stressed. The last I saw M was... April 28, 30, May 5, 6. He's now welcome, he has to go before July begins. I can't take the mental stress of it.
So here I go again. Committed to a training plan with the end goal of a Forest Park loop. Committed to a nutrition plan. Committed to a 1 year plan that will change where I live, where I work, who I live with, and everything!
Now, to commit to taking care of my mice! GO! Then I get to run, the last run/walk interval before I get into straight runs :)
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