Tuesday 1st March 16
February has been a tricky month. I have now not run for over 2 weeks and just don’t feel like it very much. The weather has been dreadful and whereas I would normally get out there anyway, I have been using it as a reason not to run.
I think that you can learn a lot from periods like this. A British winter like this one can get you down. It has rained incessantly for months. I have also being MAF methoding. I have lost my mojo and need to mix things up a bit. I have a couple of ideas. I think that I will now come out of this MAF base phase and add some quicker runs in as part of a planned blast and have some some. I think that I will run every day from March 20th. It will be the Spring Equinox and something about that is appealing. My dad used to wear shorts from Spring to Autumn. I might do the same.
I am also going to enter the Chester marathon and use MAF in the 12 weeks prior to get back into the base training. That should be good. I am going to limit my long run to 2 hrs (with 30 mins warmup and cool down) before the marathon and then run at my MAF rate plus or minus whatever the recommended is. My goal is to run a comfortable marathon where I don’t crash and burn.
My diet has been OK but I have felt a bit sluggish at times. I feel like I am coming out of that and start March at dead on 11 stone.
Here is to March. Bring on Spring.
Sunday 20th March
I am just about to head out for my first run for 5 weeks. I am 11 stone 6lbs this morning and have been waiting for this day for a little while. I can feel myself coming out of a slim. It sort of happened over the past few days and might coincide with the better sunny weather. We have needed it. This has been a very long and wet winter. My diet has suffered a bit but I don’t feel big and sluggish. I feel fine.
The mile felt goo too. This time of year has a feel all of its own. The air is still and quiet. It happens to me every year. We moved into this house over 20 years ago at Easter and when we moved in I was struck by the quietness and stillness of the mornings. I couldn’t believe anywhere could be so quiet. Every year, I walk out and a morning like this gets me and transports me back to those first days here. It is nice to have nothing to prove as a runner and just to go and and enjoy it.