If I was training a client for a marathon and they got sick and missed a week’s worth of workouts, I would tell them not to panic. I’d tell them there was no way they could lose all their fitness within one week. And then I’d tell them that they might feel a little sluggish when they start back up, but they would soon be back to normal.
But of course when it happened to me, I told myself that I was going to lose all my fitness, I’d probably set myself back about three weeks, that at the very least I should have gutted out a long run, sick or no, because that’s the workout you really should never skip. Rationally, I know that’s ridiculous. But it’s still in my head.
I started out strong, with a lovely 7 mile run in the rain on Monday. My overall pace on these regular runs is improving and what’s even more promising is my speed on the hilly mile is getting much faster every time I go out.
Then I had a couple of days of no running, because Baby T finally came down with Roman’s cold and he was miserable. There was no chance of me getting out since he totally lost his appetite for regular food and he just wanted to nurse all.the.time. And then I got sick, yay!
P.S. When Tanner is sick, he’s still the happiest baby on earth.
So where do I go from here? Well, I’m feeling about 70% better, so today I’m going out for an easy run – the mileage will totally depend on how I’m feeling. I’m going to put no pressure on myself for pace or distance. I’ll take a day off to recover, then go out for a short, faster run; rest then a regular run, rest then a long run. This week my plan is to listen to my body, respect my limits and attempt not to freak out about slow times or low mileage.
Marathon training is a marathon in and of itself and sometimes it’s hard to remember that. You get so tied to the program that you think missing one training session is an issue, let alone a whole week’s worth.
7.02 miles <– just seeing that makes me freak out.