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October 8, 2005
Pforgive me Pfather, Pfor I haPf sinned
It has been 17 weeks since my last confession.
Back in August there was this one workout that was supposed to be 8 miles with strides, but since I was running round and round a motel parking lot I only ran 5 miles, with no strides.
The last week in August I did not complete a track workout (5x600) because I pulled a hamstring 200m into the first item.
During 3 out of 5 tempo runs I took a break partway through because my stomach was going to explode if I didn't. During another tempo run I took a break because I'd gone out too fast and was just tired and whiny.
During both MP runs I had to stop for stomach breaks too.
There was this one track workout in September (6x1000) where I decided to skip the last item, then ran a 600 instead.
Twice I substituted 5K races for track workouts.
Sometimes I let myself poke around at sub-recovery pace for too long, especially during medium-long runs.
I didn't even once go to hilly St Leo to run long, mainly because my work schedule doesn't allow me many early Sundays.
I hope I can still partake of some of the good things that Pfitzinger pfollowers experience at marathons.
I cannot extend this metaphor any pfurther. The second week of taper is done and frankly I don't feel any more chipper than I did after the 91-mile week. This morning I ran a hot-n-muggy 5K and won it, though my time is nothing to crow about. I ran 20:13, but the turnaround was about 50' away from where it should have been, so my friends and I decided that was good for about 20s. Still, a winning time near 20 minutes means that all the fasties were either off marathoning or recovering from recent marathons, which was true.
A late-season tropical somethingorother has brought some really yucky running weather, sunny and hot with big billowy clouds ready to wring themselves out at any moment. During the race I heard thunder, but it didn't actually start to rain until after I'd finished (we cooled down in the rain, which is an oxymoron). Believe it or not, there is supposed to be a half-marathon tomorrow about 40 miles south of here. I do not envy any of those runners.
Posted by joe positive at October 8, 2005 1:36 PM
Comments
I'll let you in on a little-known secret -- anyone who actually follows around 3/4 of a Pfitz plan to the letter is doing better than Pete himself would expect, and better than any of his present or past "stars" (except possibly for Byrne Decker -- he's admirably anal). You've obviously done the training and the workouts even if you haven't done "the" training and the workouts. Just don't go out pfast at Baltymoor or you will pfind yourself pf*cked.
Posted by: Pfit but Pfat at October 10, 2005 5:01 PM