This week, I turned 35 – I’m now five years older than I was for my first Half Marathon. It is really starting to sink in that I really changed my life in my thirties, and it sure feels good! Read on to hear about my Half Marathon Training, Week 13! // This post may contain affiliate links.
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Marathon Monday: Week 13 of 16 (Half Marathon Training)
Monday 4/9: CrossFit > BIRTHDAY WOD- With two WODs left until I enter the taper, of course it is a good thing that one of the two was my birthday WOD! While we were *cursing* my being 35, it sure was a good one. The heat in the annex was a bit unbearable, but I didn’t know it was about to prepare me for something really unbearable later in the week.
Thank you to my FitFam for celebrating with me!
Tuesday 4/10 – 5 miles, 12’25” – I ran for tacos. Not lying. The LA Taco truck is in Ford City on Tuesdays, just a little over 4.5 miles from my house. Perfect! I decided to run there (and a little past) then have Greg meet me there to get tacos (keto for me) and drive me home. It was sort of breezy and I was feeling being alone (not in a good way). What a good run for my mentality!
Wednesday 4/11: 4 miles, 12’14” – It was another breezy, dry dusty day in the Strip District, pushing me to do my best. Knocking 9 seconds a mile off my previous run? It sure did work!
Saturday 4/14: 10.02 miles, 12’55” – This one might just be the run that makes my training. I set out to run with Steel City Road Runners after a class on “the taper” (eek), but there weren’t pacers for my goal pace. Because it was hot, they advised running 30-60-90 seconds slower than you’d set out to. I heard, but I am not sure I listened. I set out with a group that had goals of 12-13 minutes per mile and did a speedy 12:17 first half mile and could feel it. I backed off a little and did a little over 1.5 miles with another runner then kept meeting up with others at stoplights. We hit the West End Bridge and had to do some steps. We made it through the heat of Carson Street. We navigated downtown. Then after the Seventh Ave Bridge…I lost everyone.
If I’d been smart, I would have stopped at the garage (mile six) and grabbed some water. I only had 12 ounces on me and the heat was rising. I had this feeling if I stopped, I’d stop for the day and only get 6 in, not 10. I’m not sure which would have been the bigger mistake…okay…stopping would have been now that I know how it went.
So at mile six, I was all alone, navigating my “home base” of the Strip District. I got to Liberty and realized I was simply too hot. Water. Nope, didn’t work. Tried to pull my shirt up a bit, still not enough. I was steamy and had to start to walk. By the time I passed my office, I had 2.5 miles left and started walking every other block until I got to 31st Street Bridge. I power walked that half mile up and over the bridge then tried to take the downhill back to the trail. At this point, my fingers were so swollen I was scared.
While I made it back, this one was tough. My splits were all over – mile six (all alone out there) was my fastest – 12’12”, into the 13-minute miles. Eep. But still, I made it, 25 seconds slower than my goal and 30 seconds faster thatn 2017’s Half. I think I have this, and this run sure did teach me some lessons.
This week is my final long run, eleven. I’ve got this, and you do too. xoxo
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January totals: 20.63 miles, 12’40” pace