This weekend I ran 10 miles, and then apologized for it. I know, its an average long run and nothing to scoff at…and yes, I like the word scoff and will continue to use it…but it feels like I was goofing off this weekend. For the past year, I’ve been preparing for one marathon or another and have had my long runs >15 miles for months now. But, that gets old, and I wanna sleep in on Saturdays. So, like a reasonable adult, I invented a reason to be lazy but not feel guilty. So, I decided to work more on strength and speed through the summer to ultimately break my PR in a fall half-marathon. That means more speed, less miles with some weightlifting and yoga tossed in the middle. Like I said, be lazy.
So I ran 10 miles this Sunday just to maintain endurance. To be honest, I’m still recovering from my previous marathon as well as post-weightlifting soreness. So it was actually a tough 10 miles; at 8 miles I was wishing I was only running 7. When I got back all sweaty and moderately fatigued, I met up with my neighbor. He’s a 2 time Ironman with a ~3:10 Houston marathon under his belt, so he was of course running that morning too. And his race experience can be a bit intimidating, though he’s a hell of a nice guy. We talked a bit, then he asked how far I’d gone. Automatically I began listing my excuses before even mentioning the distance, a lot like the list of “reasons” I gave in the previous paragraph. I gotta admit I was downright apologetic in my responses, like I was a slacker for covering such a “small” distance.
It’s weird, cause I honestly praise those who run any distance. In my mind, 3 miles is the same as 15 miles in achievement for those at different ability levels. So I ain’t dismissing those who stick to a 5-10 mile long run, they should be proud of the work they put into it. I think I just got used to the long, long runs that marathon training requires. So now, cutting back feels downright awkward. I just need to relax and work on speed training like I’ve planned out. I need to stay smart to avoid injury or burnout on a sport I love.
Or I’ll ramp back up to 15 miles…whatever.