Last week, I was talking to Abbe about life/running, and I asked how her training for the Paris Marathon was going. She told me that she’s really tried hard to hit her workouts this training cycle and has managed to do so despite the never ending winter we’ve been having. She asked how my training is going, to which I replied…DERAILED.
Because that’s exactly how I feel about it. I was chugging along quite nicely. Feeling comfortable on the long run. Running the best mileage I could manage while only running four days per week. Finally making 6:45 pace feel comfortably uncomfortable instead of “Hold up while I almost puke” pace. And then, the hip pain started.
After walking back to my apartment instead of doing a speed workout, I took some time off. That was three weeks ago. I did a couple test runs before running a half marathon about a week and a half ago. I didn’t run the first couple days after the half because my groin was a little achy, then I worked. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen Abbe and Baker (for shame!), and Abbe said they were going on a running adventure over the Queensboro to visit a friend and her new baby. That’s hard to turn down, so I figured I’d join and stop if I hurt (seems to be the theme these days). My groin was noticeable but not painful, so that’s great.
I ended up running a lovely 7.55 miles in 1:00:23, avg pace of 8:00 (on the dot!). We had some delicious coffee, sandwiches, and chocolate chip cookies in Long Island City. It was lovely.
Then the weekend came (Friday-Sunday), and I worked. As the weekend went on, I developed a worsening dry cough and body aches. Tylenol managed the body aches, and the cough was few and far between, but didn’t sound great when it happened. I felt well enough until Sunday afternoon (got some chest PT compliments of another nurse), then I spent Monday on the couch. And then Tuesday and today. I always feel guilty calling out of work, but my cough was worse and I just felt terrible. Not to mention Eric, Eric’s mom, and Eric’s stepdad (who we visited last weekend) all were sick too, so it’s clearly contagious. (I always feel the need to justify calling in sick to work…even though no one cares and it’s clearly better to not get everyone else sick.) Luckily it’s been great for my knitting, as I might actually finish the scarf I started two months ago before this never ending winter comes to an end.
Last night I gave in and took some Nyquil – Eric didn’t believe that it knocks me out for 12-14 hours, but when he woke me up at 11am this morning to ask if I was ever getting up (usually it’s the other way around), I was still out. Apparently I fell asleep with my glasses and the TV still on and didn’t budge when he fixed both of them…go go Gadget Nyquil! I feel better than I did yesterday, but still have a bit of a cough. Not sure when I’ll try running again – I’m not an advocate of running while sick, especially with a cough and body aches.
I can’t help but I feel like my marathon training has been completely derailed. (But my yoga-in-my-living-room practice is booming!) This is what March looked like:
Obviously it was smart not to run on these days, but we’re less than six weeks away from the Eugene Marathon, and I’m getting nervous. Pretty sure PR town is out the window, but I still plan to run the marathon. I just need to figure out how to get myself back into marathon shape without injuring myself again. The nice part about being sidelined by a cold/cough for a few days is that I wasn’t even tempted to run, so I forced myself to rest longer than I probably would have had I been feeling better.
I’ve had some good mileage before getting injured/sick, peaking at a long run of 18 miles. Not ideal since I’d love to do a few 20+ milers, but that’s not in the cards at the moment. In an ideal world from this day out, I’ll get back to 100%, build back up to squeeze in one 20 miler, then taper. I usually do a three week taper, but I’m thinking two weeks would be better – it’s not like I’ve been hammering for four months and need that break. In other news, I’m pretty sure I’ll be doing a longer marathon training program (16-18 weeks) for my next marathon…to allow time for sickness and to properly build up speed and endurance, which I didn’t really do this time around. The marathon is a distance to be respected and trained for (especially when attempting to PR, not just to run to finish!), and I need to do that.
In the meantime, any tips for getting back on track after derailed training? How do you get back into adequate running after taking time off for injury/being sick? (Also, spring – where are you? For real.)