Eek! The 31st of July is creeping up on me. The return of official “training” has long been anticipated. With the “plan” I have been failing to thrive; I have been apathetic. I’ve long been craving the return of regimented training. At the same time, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of panic hit upon realizing that my training schedule will begin in 1 week.
I’m excited and nervous at the same time. With a single week left of doing whatever I want, many questions run through my mind.
Have I run enough?
Just how much fitness have I lost?
When will the weather be cooling down?
Just after 11 am today, I began to feel the pull to go running. I ate my yogurt – enough fuel to satisfy my hunger for a bit longer – and made my way to the fitness center. I would not brave an outside run today. Yesterday was far too miserably hot to venture outdoors when I can just run on the treadmill.
I hoped on the 1st treadmill and began my warm-up mile (9:33). Post warm-up, my pace hovered from 8:39 – 8:27 minutes/mile for the next 5 miles. After hitting mile 6, I cooled down at 9:34 for 1 final mile.
I feel better about missing yesterday’s workout. I know that I have lost a considerable amount of fitness since running Grandma’s Marathon, but I am confident that I can gain it back. I am ready to be back on a training plan again. I thrive in the regimented structure.