Two missed runs, recovered

Last week, my training plan almost unraveled at its seams.

The week started out fine - Tuesday, 1 mile, check. Wednesday, I needed to wake up extra early to fit my run in before a 7am train to Harrisburg. Set the alarm clock, check. Of course, 5:30am produced its own story. Evidently, I didn't go to bed early enough and felt more like throwing up than running. So I threw in the towel that day, rolled over in bed but already plan B's and plan C's going through my mind of how I'd make up this 2 mile run - thankfully it was only 2 miles.

Wednesday evening, it just so happened it was dark out - surprise, surprise, it's winter - but feeling the compounded tiredness of a day's work, I figured, okay, I'll just tack on 2 miles to my run Thursday morning.

Thursday morning, of course, I woke up to the thought of how much it sucked that instead of only having to do a quick one-miler, I now needed to do three. Tragically, I was also awake enough to ponder the why's and what's the point's of this whole training plan/running/marathons altogether. Oh boy! In commitments, your mind can provide so much ammunition, but can also be your ultimate undoing.

As it happened, I didn't run Thursday either - 3 mile deficit at this point. So Friday morning, I set out with the intention to run 3 miles with Back on My Feet instead of walking 2 miles like I normally do. But oh no, I needed to learn the team dance for the holiday party later that evening! I somehow managed to fit in a quick one-mile between learning the dance and the team circling up at the end - whew! only 2 mile deficit now.

Saturday, I was SOOO thankful for John getting geared up to run with me, otherwise, that 3 miles may never have happened. And with 5 miles left to go for the week, I went out on Sunday, banged it out, and surprisingly felt not bad doing so. There it was, 10 miles for the week, and 8 was completed in the last two days, 9 in the last three days. But I'm so glad I got it done. I can't say that I'm not nervous about this upcoming week...