It Really is Mind Over Matter..
Monday: Set out to complete the 11m I’d promised to do.
A little slow going at first but a couple of miles in, it was ok and plodded on.
Mile 5 I’d managed to inhale a fricken fly. No probs, extra protein yeah? Unfortunately the bloody thing got wedged at the back of my throat and couldn’t shift it and in my freakishly weird coughing fit to get it back up (which failed), ended up vomming .... nice! but hey, I think both of us felt a bit better.
Got to the half way point and decided I’d tack another mile on so took the path toward the woods.
Caught the glimpse of a path I’d never taken and thats when the curiosity took over.
Rather than hit the extra mile distance and turn back, that bloody stubborn / curious part of me wanted to see where the path went.
Another couple of miles later figured out where I was but it seemed like eternity to get back on the route home.
At the end of the day I was pretty happy with the final distance of 14.5m and equally chuffed with the time (not that ANY of this is about how long it takes) of 2:01:30. Tbh that’s prob faster than I’ve done that distance without weight.
Toes are still a bit sore but now the ones that are fooked have gone black the tenderness seems to be subsiding.
A little slow going at first but a couple of miles in, it was ok and plodded on.
Mile 5 I’d managed to inhale a fricken fly. No probs, extra protein yeah? Unfortunately the bloody thing got wedged at the back of my throat and couldn’t shift it and in my freakishly weird coughing fit to get it back up (which failed), ended up vomming .... nice! but hey, I think both of us felt a bit better.
Got to the half way point and decided I’d tack another mile on so took the path toward the woods.
Caught the glimpse of a path I’d never taken and thats when the curiosity took over.
Rather than hit the extra mile distance and turn back, that bloody stubborn / curious part of me wanted to see where the path went.
Another couple of miles later figured out where I was but it seemed like eternity to get back on the route home.
At the end of the day I was pretty happy with the final distance of 14.5m and equally chuffed with the time (not that ANY of this is about how long it takes) of 2:01:30. Tbh that’s prob faster than I’ve done that distance without weight.
Toes are still a bit sore but now the ones that are fooked have gone black the tenderness seems to be subsiding.
Thursday: was supposed to be a gym + short one but decided to swap days and do the long one a day early. Tbh I wasn’t feeling the love when I walked out the door but I’d planned the route and was determined to get 20m done.
Quite a cold start and the first mile was a serious plod to get warmed up. Stuck exactly to the route but on occasion I’d seriously considered deviating to a lesser one but stuck to my guns and cracked on.
At 14m I knew I had to lap the local airfield to get to 20m but in my head I knew it’d be close but possibly short and thats when the demons started in my head so figured I needed to fuel.
Power walked for about 5 mins and scoffed a protein bar (although I’m still not sure wtf I should be consuming during a run coz jels are quite frankly, sickly).
Anyway it was all a bit of a slippery slope after that. Felt ok physically but mentally I had the feeling I was gonna be really shy of 20m and then started mapping an extra mile in my head. Seriously NOT a good way to go!!
Got to 19m and was going to be about 1/2m shy, which could’ve been worse I guess.
With all that negativity bouncing around my noggin I ended up actually holding my app open so I could see the distance - absolutely not an A) nice feeling and B) not the way to train!!
Got back and despite the longest training run yet and even with a fairly good pace time I felt pretty hacked off / disappointed with letting my head rule the session and sowing seeds of doubt that this challenge is actually achievable. Never again!!!
From now on I’m switching off the audio distance announcements and just gonna head out for a set period of time. Whatever I get done, gets done. End of!!
Toes are not in good shape and may impact the remainder weekly plan.
Left middle nail has gone a manky purple colour and slightly septic. Looks like it rubbed and lifted although it’s not ready to come off. Right middle is black as the ace and jeeeez, felt like it’d been smacked with a hammer when one of the pups stood on it.
Friday & Saturday: nothing went to plan. Decided to actually listen to my body and it was screaming in places that if I’d run, I’d have paid the price. Toe nails are not good. One has started to lift despite it not being anywhere near ready to drop.
My back doesn’t so much ache, it’s just gotten a few rubbed sores that need to start to heal. Thus, taken two days R&R. Sure I feel a bit guilty that I’ve not done anything but thinking about the big picture, it’s the right decision.
Quite a cold start and the first mile was a serious plod to get warmed up. Stuck exactly to the route but on occasion I’d seriously considered deviating to a lesser one but stuck to my guns and cracked on.
At 14m I knew I had to lap the local airfield to get to 20m but in my head I knew it’d be close but possibly short and thats when the demons started in my head so figured I needed to fuel.
Power walked for about 5 mins and scoffed a protein bar (although I’m still not sure wtf I should be consuming during a run coz jels are quite frankly, sickly).
Anyway it was all a bit of a slippery slope after that. Felt ok physically but mentally I had the feeling I was gonna be really shy of 20m and then started mapping an extra mile in my head. Seriously NOT a good way to go!!
Got to 19m and was going to be about 1/2m shy, which could’ve been worse I guess.
With all that negativity bouncing around my noggin I ended up actually holding my app open so I could see the distance - absolutely not an A) nice feeling and B) not the way to train!!
Got back and despite the longest training run yet and even with a fairly good pace time I felt pretty hacked off / disappointed with letting my head rule the session and sowing seeds of doubt that this challenge is actually achievable. Never again!!!
From now on I’m switching off the audio distance announcements and just gonna head out for a set period of time. Whatever I get done, gets done. End of!!
Toes are not in good shape and may impact the remainder weekly plan.
Left middle nail has gone a manky purple colour and slightly septic. Looks like it rubbed and lifted although it’s not ready to come off. Right middle is black as the ace and jeeeez, felt like it’d been smacked with a hammer when one of the pups stood on it.
Friday & Saturday: nothing went to plan. Decided to actually listen to my body and it was screaming in places that if I’d run, I’d have paid the price. Toe nails are not good. One has started to lift despite it not being anywhere near ready to drop.
My back doesn’t so much ache, it’s just gotten a few rubbed sores that need to start to heal. Thus, taken two days R&R. Sure I feel a bit guilty that I’ve not done anything but thinking about the big picture, it’s the right decision.
In many aspects of my life I’ve given too much too soon and it’s come back to bite me in the arse which begs the question, am I giving too much too early with the training OR too little too late?
I really just don’t know since it’s all a completely unknown for me and although I've some amazing people offering advice, when it comes to training plans, nutrition, kit, terrain, climate and environment the whole thing is a mare to predict and plan.
That said, I’d love to hear what YOU’D do!
Sunday: procrastinated today’s run to a point of insanity!!
I needed to get out and do something but bounced it around more than a game of ping pong!!
Eventually grabbed kit and just did it. Stuck to not having a run app telling me how far I’d gone although I’ve done the route so many times I can get the markers without it so it was just a 10m in the bank.
In summary, this week was a mentally draining one more than physically but hey, live n learn.
New week tomorrow and back on the positivity.
Plan:
Monday: 11-15 miler along the cliffs
Thursday: long one not governed by distance but by time.
Friday: 10 miles
Saturday: park run + airfield.
Whatever your goals, whatever your ambitions, keep the faith and focus. Stay away from those mind demons and if they do get inside yer head, tell 'em to f*#k off. Have a great week folks.
That said, I’d love to hear what YOU’D do!
Sunday: procrastinated today’s run to a point of insanity!!
I needed to get out and do something but bounced it around more than a game of ping pong!!
Eventually grabbed kit and just did it. Stuck to not having a run app telling me how far I’d gone although I’ve done the route so many times I can get the markers without it so it was just a 10m in the bank.
In summary, this week was a mentally draining one more than physically but hey, live n learn.
New week tomorrow and back on the positivity.
Plan:
Monday: 11-15 miler along the cliffs
Thursday: long one not governed by distance but by time.
Friday: 10 miles
Saturday: park run + airfield.
Whatever your goals, whatever your ambitions, keep the faith and focus. Stay away from those mind demons and if they do get inside yer head, tell 'em to f*#k off. Have a great week folks.
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