Week 10 of 16
“I’m on the right track baby, I was born to be brave.”
SIX WEEKS UNTIL BOSTON. SIX!
I had another awesome week of training. Monday started off with a quick workout in the gym before hurrying home to a nice 5 mile sunset run. Totally worth running outside!
Tuesday I went to Run Club then on Wednesday I killed it in the gym. Erin and Craig were both working out while Greg was around working. I got peer pressured into using Box 2 plus a plate for my box jumps then suckered into putting the 45s on each end of the barbell for my hip thrusts! 135 pounds! I did it! I went home tired—so I grabbed G for 2 easy miles.
On Thursday we celebrated the start of “Birthday Month” in spin class! I actually had to work on Friday but it was a slow day with a storm a brewing. Cable and internet was down from heavy rain and strong winds. I stayed after for my third gym session of the week which included my second attempt at the clean and jerk. Scary. I finished up with a treadmill run then drove home. I just barely got out of the shower before my power went out. It was a boring night in the dark but a good excuse to get to bed early.
My power was still out when I woke up. Winds peaked at 93 mph in Falmouth and most of the Cape was without power. My parents came over to help me bandage a broken portion of my fence and save some of my frozen foods—they have a generator. My mom and I took a drive to the Commons to find an open coffee shop and Cape Cod Coffee saved the day!
The rain seemed to have stopped after lunch so around 1pm I headed out the door for my long run. I planned on running Cotuit—which is a 10-mile route—and I told my parents I was shooting for 18 but I would be happy with finishing at least 10. Wind gusts were still over 50 mph so I knew it was going to be a battle.
It actually started raining again and it continued on and off throughout my entire run. My first stop was about 3 miles in at the Cotuit Town Dock. The Cape Cod Times posted pictures the day before of it under water so I was curious to see its status just after high tide. I made a second stop at a boat landing. Here I ran into two young boys that asked me if I was practicing running and told me I was the fastest runner they have ever seen! Thanks boys!
Next stop Oregon Beach. I was just about 6 miles in and feeling great. As I headed away from the beach I faced some strong headwinds that brought me to a standstill. A truck pulled up besides me and I heard “Are you f*cking crazy?” It was Kellen. And this was before he found out I was running 18 miles.
About 7 miles in when I was a little over 3 miles away from home, I decided to loop back around committing myself to at least 14 miles. Just then I was pelted by hail and I wondered if this was a sign that I should turn around and head straight home. I continued on embracing the storm, relying on my inner badass and before I knew it I was back in the hood running my final miles.
For 18 miles, I felt great. Don’t get me wrong—I didn’t feel like I could run another step once my watch hit 18 but I also wasn’t looking for excuses to back out at 12, 14 and 16 miles. I may have questioned my sanity over and over again but I never doubted my ability to finish. More confidence heading into the final weeks of training…
· 6 weeks until the Boston Marathon!
5 miles (40:04)
Greg’s Workout #10
Taught spin class
Marathon Sports Run Club! 4 miles with Steve (32:41)
Greg’s Workout #11
Taught spin class
5 treadmill miles (38:27)
Greg’s Workout #12
18 miles (2:18:15)
Taught spin class
This week’s mileage: 34 miles
This week’s G mileage: 2 miles
February Totals: 121 miles
March Totals: 23 miles
2018 Totals: 256 miles