Nah, it was more exciting than that. (Points to tab at top of header.) Today marks the super-official start of my half marathon training plan. Actually, yesterday did, technically, but starting things with a rest day isn’t as much fun.
I like plans. I’m a planner. I get irrationally upset if people are late to things, and I create to-do lists and checklists for just about everything. The idea of having a training plan for this half marathon comforts me in many ways. It’s like having a big to-do list, comprised of little daily tasks, and if I do them, I will complete my half! That sounds a lot more appealing to me than “figure out how to train to run 13.1 miles.”
Today’s plan called for 3 miles. Frankly, the month of January shouldn’t be too too challenging for me, since I know and have recently run every distance on the calendar, but I think it will be good to keep working on my base. I’m also planning on doing a little bit of speedwork–I’m going to attempt to make my 2 mile runs on Tuesday fast. My bonus goal for the half is to come in at under 2:10:00, which means I’ll have to keep a pace of 9:55ish the whole way. This seems pretty doable to me, as I generally run comfortably at about a 9:40 pace. And if I don’t, well, as long as I finish it will be a PR!
But I digress. I fueled up with half a Promax bar.
I can’t decide if I like these or not yet. They’re a little chalky and protein-y tasting, but the flavor was overall good. And I’ve never heard of a chocolate and cherry flavored protein bar, so that was fun.
Anyway, I went to the gym prepared to attack three miles on the treadmill with gusto. But…enter…THE NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONER. Gaaack. I’ve never had trouble getting a treadmill at my gym, but sure enough, they were all full.
Sooo I went to the indoor track and decided to at least start out that way. I quickly decided that track running sucks. The whole track has a weird pitch to it, meaning that the inside lane is “downhill” from the outside lane, so when you’re running on the curves your legs are all funky and hitting the ground differently. It made my hips and knees hurt! (And they never hurt.)
Anyway, I did one annoyingly painful track mile, went and checked on the treadmills next door, realized they were still full, then did another annoyingly painful track mile. By the time I was done with the second mile, a treadmill was open and I jumped on. (Thank goodness!)
So, not an ideal start to half marathon training, but miles are miles, right?
In other news, my computer is back after being out of commission for a month! Hooray! I’ve missed it.
Do you have the onslaught of New Year’s resolutioners at your gym, too, or am I just especially blessed?