Week 2, woohooo! OK, that may sound a little more excited than I actually felt this week...but sometimes ya gotta fake it 'til ya make it, right? This week I was sooooo not feelin' the running love. I think I still haven't recovered from last weekend's festivities - it was a busy weekend and a busy week, so by the time this Saturday morning rolled around, the last thing I wanted to do was to put my gear on and hit the road. Hubs and I slept in a bit on Saturday and we kept delaying getting up...we were both tired and not feeling super fantastic or terribly energetic. I almost said to Hubs that we should blow off the run, when I remembered something from the slumber party with A and R this past weekend...A was saying she was up to a half hour on the treadmill and was getting up at 5am to fit it in. Now that in and of itself sends me over the moon with happiness because there is nothing I love more than to see people embracing a healthy and active lifestyle...but the part that's even more meaningful is that A is a working single mom to KEW and kicking ass while she's doing it. As I lay in my nice warm comfy bed, I thought oh wah...here I am, having the luxury of sleeping in until 9:30am and not having someone relying solely on me for their existence...and I'm about to blow off my run because I don't feeeeeeeel like it...what the eff, Wong? Snap out of it, quit 'cher whinin' and get your little Asian ass out that door! So anyways...A, thanks for getting me out the door this past Saturday. And yes, I really do talk to myself like that. In my head only though. Heh.
Sunday - 30 mins stationery bike
Sigh. Yes, I know...I was supposed to do weights and speed, but after the whisky extravaganza of the night before, a bike workout was all I could handle.
Monday - bootcamp
Snow is all gone - back at bootcamp, woohoo!
Tuesday - 30 mins walking on treadmill/30 minutes strength training
Yes! Strength training done.
Wednesday - bootcamp
A crazy hard workout...we were doing thousands, so 25 reps of 10 exercises with a cardio interval four times. I know, insane.
Thursday - rest day/running clinic
Friday - bootcamp
Hills, hills and more hills. Oh, did I mention we did hills? Ugh.
Saturday - 12K run
Owwwwwwwww. Like ow, seriously ow. Legs are sooooooo, so sore right now! Quads are aching like nobody's business. I love it! This week I decided to get down to business and start seriously training...I wanted to get my splits below 6:00/km for this run, and while that might not sound like a big deal, I've been running closer to 6:30/km for the better part of nine months. Gah! Anyways, I decided to bite the bullet and knew that this run wasn't going to be all that much fun, and I wasn't disappointed...it was painful. My legs felt like lead and almost like I was running through jello, and I definitely did not feel light on my feet in the slightest...it felt like I was towing a piano on my back the whole way. I kept thinking to myself, "Really? I ran a marathon three months ago?" As I've said before...half the battle is mental so I hunkered down, set my pace and battled through the run...and incredibly somehow I managed to keep an average pace of 5:36/km. Wha? I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked at my Garmin...my target is around a 5:30/km for the BMO Vancouver, so I was pretty happy to see that time. Glad to shake the cobwebs out and get these tree trunks moving at a faster pace. Booyah!
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