The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly ~ Week 9

*sigh* Really sighing seems to be all that I am doing lately.  I finished up week 9 of training.  Halfway through, doing great, hitting all the assigned miles.  Saturdays long run of 10 was split because of some ummmmm runner's issues that I care not to talk about, unless I am out running with you.  Then you can know but for the sake of this blog, all you need to know is I didn't get 10 I got 1.5.  That's OK because Sunday dawned and I tried again. This time getting 8.5 and making my weekend total 10.  I came home victorious, literally high fiving and fist pumping.  I was halfway done and I had just ran one of our run club members in for his first ever 5k distance.  We were all on a high.  Until 20 mins later, finished nursing a very hungry baby who waited til she saw mommy to decide she was hungry and I got up to walk.  Then there it was P A I N.  The worst kind.  Foot pain.

What the hell, I can not get injured now! I ignored it (stupid! dumb! idiot!) but that is what us runners do right?  We ignore.  I spent the day walking around trying to get donations for my daughter's upcoming raffle.  I danced with the baby. I stood for awhile and walked some more.  Noting that it was painful but not admitting to anything.  By the end of the night, I was in pain.  Enough so that the never ever taking pain meds me, took Advil.  I cried, I did some quick researching and then I talked with my hubby.  I needed to rest.  Great, yeah rest.  It's easy they say.  I didn't want to.  The next day
I talked with Mike, Mr. Run Nerd himself and want to know what he told me?  Rest.  Did these smart men not realize that after training for the last 9 weeks in the worst kind of winter weather, sub zero temps, blizzards, ice, wind chills into the -30s that SPRING would be here this week?  That our weather would be sunny and WARM.  That all the fair weather runners would come out and dot my street with their happy go lucky its spring time grins and I am out and running  in this glorious weather bouncing steps.  The birds would be chirping, MELTING would be happening.  How the hell am I supposed to NOT run with all of this going on?

*sigh* I value their opinion though. And I know that deep down, if I truly want to be able to come back quickly and pick up training so that in May I can actually have a shot at becoming a marathoner, then I needed to listen.  My head is listening, my heart however, is throwing the biggest terrible two tantrum you have ever seen.  It has been two days, TWO and I haven't run.  I am in a constant state of jealous bear like  ness.  I want to growl and hibernate and not know about all of these happy go lucky grinning, spring time bounce in my step running people that are EVERYWHERE!  I want to heal, like NOW and go out in an hour and run.  But instead week 10 is upon me and I will be biking my miles this week.  Hoping upon hope that by some miracle I am running Saturday. Saturday, the day that temps will drop back down and the forecast is snow.....

Week 9 Marathon Training:

The Miles:

Sunday ~ 4 miles
Wednesday ~ 5.5 miles
Thursday ~ 3.1 miles
Friday ~ 1.5 miles
Saturday ~ 1.5 miles
Sunday ~ 8.5 miles

The Weather: 

Winter time in Maine.  It warmed some but I still need multiple layers and am on constant ice look out.

Routes:

Same, same, same.

Gear:

Same once again

Lessons Learned:

I am sure there were some amazing and ah ha moment lessons learned.  There must have been.  After all I helped another runner reach an impossible goal.  It was amazing to watch and be a part of.  I found a twig sticking from a snow bank after it was stabbed into my knee.  I had a heart felt struggle for my mid-week long run and after some thought came to this conclusion: I am WORTH it! I actually managed to blog that lesson here.  But right now I am much to grouchy, much to sore and much to depressed to want to delve deep into my inner psyche this week and analyse what I have learned.

What do YOU do when you are recovering from an injury?