Marathon day is one week from today, and taper madness is setting in hard. I feel “puffy.” I feel eight hundred little niggles that I’m SURE will be an injury (and that go away in a second, because they’re imaginary anyway). I’m obsessively checking the weather (right now, it looks perfect for race day. And I really hope I didn’t just jinx it…). Here’s how the training portion of my taper madness went this week:
5 miles easy, plus core work
6 miles of fartleks, then some upper-body and core strength work. Leg work is done until post-marathon.
5.1 easy miles, then core. I took a selfie because I was trying to show off my Skirt Sports gear for the giveaway (which you should enter if you haven’t!). I ended up having to take a mirror picture instead, but you can’t have a training recap without awkward selfies, right?
Confession: I tried for an embarrassingly long time to take a cool jumping picture like Christy always has, but I couldn’t time it right. I had more than one that looked like I was about to use the bathroom, and so I gave up.
3 x 2000m tempo intervals with 400m recoveries. With warm-up and cool-down, a total of 7 miles.
Since I was moving my long run to Sunday, I took Friday off from running. I did 45 minutes of yoga and called it good.
6.2 easy miles and a quick core workout. I saw a post on Instagram the other day that said, “Never trust a girl who wears pink workout gear.” I thought that was stupid, so I posted this post-run shot as my rebuttal.
Thunderstorms kept me up most of the night and were still going strong in the morning. I don’t do lightning (living is my favorite), so I took to the treadmill for my last “long” run: 12 miles with the last 6 progressively faster.
I should’ve waited a few hours; it rained all day, but the lightning stopped not long after I finished running. Oh well. At least it was only 12 and not a long-long run.
Total: 41.3 miles.
And now, I enter the hardest (mentally) week of marathon training: race week. Let the antsyness begin!
How do you deal with taper madness?
What’s your reaction to thunderstorms? I hate them. Hate, hate, hate.