Well, turns out I haven't been paying much attention the last couple days.
Monday ended up just being a rest day for me, rather than a cross-training day. This was for any number of reasons, the most important of which was the fact that I was still tired from my 16 miles the day before. I figured that my best course of action was letting the legs recover a bit and hitting it hard on Tuesday morning.
And then I overslept. Shocking, I know.
So, right after the work day yesterday, I headed to the gym for a hard run on the treadmill. I debated the pace I should try, and then decided to go all out. Top speed for four miles.
You see, I've been mentally smashed these last few weeks. Between work, theatre, running, and various life issues, it's been tough to get myself to a point where I can simply relax for any period of time. Last night is a great example. I spent half the night worrying about not getting enough sleep, which of course then becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. When the alarm goes off, it is not joyfully that I pull myself out of bed, if I do so at all. And I want it to be again.
To do this, I'm getting myself excited about what's next after Marine Corps. For one thing, the schedule I'm contemplating has less time (in some cases, much less) between races, meaning that it won't take quite so many long weeks of training before I get to the joy of the race. While I try to get the logistics in line, I'm also planning out every training run, and now have a schedule (however ambitious it might be) for the rest of the year. I want that BQ.
And there's one thing that will bring the excitement back more than anything - speed. It's tough to do outdoors given the heat and/or humidity that I'm fighting most days, so when I have the chance to do a treadmill run, I want to use them for speed.
So I went all-out yesterday. And it felt great.
Indoors / Treadmill
24 Minutes, 2 Seconds