Week 9- The Trouble with Travel Weeks

Oh Week 9 of training, I knew you would be a challenging one. I mark out anytime I know I’ll be traveling with purple highlights on my plan. I put in hopeful miles and try to do what I can before I leave for whatever adventure I’m planning. This time it was a cross-country trip to NYC to party with my college teammates and celebrate our coach, Matt Centrowitz. I may write a whole post about the team and the specific experience, but for now, here’s what training looked like for Jan 8-14.

Monday- The Track Workout that Didn’t Happen

So this was a disappointing one for me. I was so excited and nervous to head to my first track workout of this training cycle. I woke up on time, but didn’t have much sleep in me through weird nightmares of the workout that lay ahead. I don’t know what made me so anxious about this workout, but I was ready to face it when I realized I needed to write a blog post for work and get it to my boss so that he would have time to review before we sent it over to CreativeLive to be published. So I spent the morning annoyed that I didn’t do the work over the weekend, and also annoyed that I worried about a workout that I couldn’t complete. I ended up doing a Nike Training Club workout that evening to get just a little bit of work in. I use this app when I’m in a bind, and I’m so thankful that it exists!

Tuesday- Random Run

This was a busy day. It started off with some skiing for my kiddo (proud mom note: he’s back on the chairlift!) My father-in-law dropped me off in time to make a dentist appointment and took over watching Grant. I decided to wear my running clothing to the appointment and headed out for a run on the Burke once it was through. It was SO COLD and windy, I started off fast just to warm-up and then had a hard time slowing down. That resulted in averaging 7:26/mile for 8 miles. Woops. I do not condone running every run fast, and this was a dumb thing to do, especially since the turn-around time to my tempo the next morning meant I wouldn’t have much rest. I thought I’d be running slower on Wednesday… however…

Wednesday- WuW Tempo

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The first 1.5 was a warm-up and then we headed on the same flat,fast course I had run on Tuesday for some of the middle miles. I was running the same darn pace for this 6-mile tempo. That 4th mile was mostly downhill, but that 7th mile, ugh. Up through Ravenna in the dark and I was struggling to the max. I’m so thankful that Kathy dropped back to run with me, it was very tough going up the hill to end out that tempo portion before heading into the cool down. Everyone else was good and finished out at 9 miles. I cut out a portion of the cool-down and finished at the Starbucks because I was DONE. I was disappointed but not surprised, basically running back to back tempo runs is not smart training.

Thursday-Treadmill Mistake

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Another facepalm moment here. So after a long day of travel (we had taken the red-eye and arrived at JFK at 6am) and emotional bullshit dealing with my parents, I knew I needed a run. I hopped on the hotel gym treadmill which didn’t have a reading of what mph meant for mins/mile. I figured setting it to 7.9 might not be bad, probably around 8 min mile pace. Come to find out that I was running 7:36s for 3 miles. I wondered why the third mile was feeling tougher than normal and when I got back to my room to tell my husband he knew the math right away. Sigh. Three days of fast running. I just deem this the fast week without the long run.

Friday-Mini-Fancy Hotel Workout


After a wonderful time visiting one of my best friends from middle school we made it back into the city. I wanted to give myself a rest day, so I ran 1 mile on the treadmill and used some of the machines in our fancy New York Hotel. I did 3x 10 one armed rows (each arm). 2x 10 plank rows (on my knees for most of them)  and a bunch of hamstring curls with a ball. It was an unstructured strength day, and I was a-okay with that.

Saturday- The Most Fun I’ve Ever Had on a Treadmill

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I’ve been wanting to try out a treadmill gym since I found out about them. I love the concept as a person who enjoy group fitness classes and doesn’t terribly mind the treadmill. Mile High Club did not disappoint. While I was sad that my teammate Leah couldn’t make it due to flight delays, I was psyched that my other teammate Catie was able to join me for it. I liked the structure even though it took me a little bit to understand exactly what was going on. Once I realized the order of the intervals I was all in and found myself sprinting at a sub 7 pace. The atmosphere was amazing, the music, the lighting. It was so much fun. I want to open one in Seattle. I just need a business partner and a lot of money.

Sunday- Just Like Old Times


After the party on Saturday night, I knew I wanted to do a run on Sunday. A small group of us met in my hotel lobby and headed out for Central Park. It was almost exactly like our college Sunday runs, gathering together, gossiping about the night before, and catching up on anything we missed. Catie and I did the full 6 miles, she and I ran the same event in college (the 800) so we had always trained closely together.  It was almost like no time had passed the way we were able to go on about everything and enjoy the miles together. I wish we lived closer so that we could relive these Sunday runs more often. While it was very cold (hovering around 17-20 degrees!) and I was incredibly thankful for being able to go home to Seattle and our wonderful 40-degree weather, I wouldn’t give up running through Central Park for anything. I’m hopeful that I get into the NYC Marathon via the lottery for 2018, the city has so much magic.

While the week did not include a long run, all the fast stuff pretty much made up for that. I think it was kind of stupid training, too much speed done all in one week, with minimal rest. I know better, and also know to give myself some credit for getting so much done while traveling. Balancing and consistency will get me to the finish line. And I know this because my Coach taught me it long ago. I’m so incredibly lucky that I had such a positive college running experience and that I’m still friends with my teammates. I wouldn’t have missed Coach’s event for the world, and despite having a weird training week, it was still good work put in that built some confidence in what my body can do under stress.