So they say it’s marathon week. IT’S MARATHON WEEK. I’ll admit that feels like anything but marathon week for me, although I hope that changes by the end of the week. After an awesome weekend at Runner’s World (nine days ago now, time is flying – final race recap coming soon!), I headed to work on Monday and was met with a busy day. I don’t mind busy days at work since it makes the time fly, but I felt quite tired and run down by the end. Pretty sure I came home and went to bed super early. I woke up on Tuesday morning to head to ACLS class, thankful that I just had to sit in a classroom and do some chest compressions on a mannequin rather than actually work as a nurse. (Side note: the answer to, “What do we do next?” is most always, “Resume CPR!” Now you know.) I had definitely come down with some sort of cold that made me feel tired and achy. I came home after and laid on the couch like a zombie.
I repeated this for the rest of the week. It was great, except that it wasn’t. I’m taking the taper really seriously since I haven’t run since the half marathon nine days ago. That’s great for a marathon, right? Moving off the couch on Friday seemed like moving a mountain, and I didn’t even feel that great on Saturday, so more no running for me. I felt okay-enough to work on Sunday and Monday, although I seem to have developed a bit of a cough over the past few days. HOORAY LUNGS. And now it’s Tuesday and I feel a bit better, yet still have a tiny sniffle and some intermittent coughing. I don’t necessarily believe in running through being sick, especially if you’re already fatigued, but it doesn’t exactly make me feel the most confident about this upcoming marathon. Minus the days when I work and never can seem to keep up with fluid intake, I’ve been hydrating like a beast, so that should be solid.
As I’ve been saying for about the past month (maybe not on the blog, but in real life), I’m just on “Operation: Get to the Starting Line.” This training cycle has left much to be desired, and I’ll just be happy if I can get to the Staten Island without too many aches, pains, or coughs. If only my body would cooperate…
I headed out for a test run this morning – a status check to see how the old body (I turned 31 and my body seemed to decide running is much harder…not that I think 31 is old) is doing. Here’s how it turned out:
- Groin: Perfect! Felt nothing, which is even a step up from the “I feel something isn’t right, but it doesn’t hurt” that I’ve had since June.
- Calf: Something feels weird, but it loosened up after a few steps. Entire right leg feels kind of creaky.
- Lungs: STOP RUNNING STOP RUNNING STOP RUNNING. Oof. I really need to kick this cold sooner rather than later. It’s been a week, it’s gotta end soon.
My great plan was to run an easy four, but after heading up a hill (why did I start uphill? Oops.) and entering a coughing spell, I did a run/
walkstop-and-take-pictures to get back home. It ended up being two miles at 8:40 pace. My goodness, I hope Sunday feels better than today did. Isn’t there some wisdom that says if your runs leading up the race are terrible, you’ll have a good race? Like a rain on your wedding day type thing? Someone just tell me yes.
On the bright side, Central Park is looking quite pretty these days, and it’s always fun when the “Marathon Route” signs go up. I will definitely be happy to see Central Park on race day and even happier to cross the finish line in one piece!
That little bump at mile 25 that feels more like a mountain…
Who is running on Sunday?? Let me know when you’re heading to the expo…and I hope your training is going at least slightly better than mine!