NYC Marathon Training Week #7 – Tuesday-Saturday

It was a busy week in Balser-land. And a hard one. I battled a sore throat most of the week as well as frustration. Running fast is hard work, y’all. That is all.

On Tuesday, I did a 45 minute Nike bootcamp in the morning. I really like these workouts, but I am wondering if I am not pushing myself as hard as I could with them. But how can I test that? I’m contemplating, actually, finding a trainer. Or a fitness group of some sort. I work out harder when someone is yelling at me. Fact.

On Wednesday, I needed to double up to get back on track after doing my long run on long weekend Monday instead of Sunday. The morning meant another 45 minute bootcamp. (The pool I swim at is undergoing renovations for three weeks, which means that’s not an option for a little while. Boot camps it is!)

On the way home from work, I had to do a fartlek-style run and run under 5:00 pace for 8 minutes, 6 minutes, 4 minutes, 4 minutes, 6 minutes, 8 minutes, with 60 seconds in between. This workout kicked my ass. I couldn’t find it in me to consistently run sub-5:00 and, towards the end, I almost quit. I don’t know if it was the doubling up, or residual fatigue from my long run or lack of motivation of what.

Here’s how that run went down:

8 minutes: 1.65k, 4:59 pace
6 minutes: 1.17k, 5:10 pace
4 minutes: 0.75k, 5:18 pace
4 minutes: 0.79k, 5:04 pace
6 minutes: 1.03k, 5:50 pace (I just bonked. I even walked for a bit to regroup.)
8 minutes: 1.5k, 5:20 pace

On Thursday, I had 3×1000 repeats in the morning. I cheated a bit and didn’t run these on a track: I ran them on the Waterfront Trail and hit a few red lights. I know this is cheating, but after the tough Wednesday workout, I think I would have cried some point in this run if I didn’t get stoplight breaks.

My splits were:


On Friday, my sore throat was a full-fledged fire in my mouth. Since I have a race on Sunday, I opted not to power through it (which, I admit, I felt guilty about all day.)

On Saturday, my guilt for abandoning my Friday workout meant I upped my shake-out run from 30 minutes to 45 minutes. My throat is better, I think it’ll be fine for race day. But the goal is sub-50:00 tomorrow. I don’t think I can do it: this week’s speed work wasn’t strong or consistent and I have a hard time maintaining 4:XX for any length of time that isn’t lapping around a track. But I’m going to go out there and do the best I can and not let the mental game beat me. That’s really what got me down this week, I think. I talked myself out of pushing hard, talked myself into quitting. I need to work on this.

Heh, work. The theme of the month. I can’t escape it.



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