Yesterday, I went on my last “long” run. It was 6 miles with 2 extra miles of run/walk. 8.3 miles in 1:32 was not exactly where I thought my training would be at this point, but it ended an almost 30 mile week. Am I happy that my last double digit run was in the beginning of February? No. Do I wish I’d gone to the chiropractor sooner and had an extra week of running? Yes.
I’m sad that I didn’t have a 200 mile month and that my highest mileage week was 50 miles, because I never intend to do this again. (Kindly remind me of that when I start looking at the Riverboat Series that Mainly Marathons is planning for April of 2014…)
But it is what it is. I considered trying to continue to add mileage this coming week, but my experienced runner friends have convinced me otherwise. Pushing myself at this point is just going to tire my legs and increase my likelihood of injury. The best thing I can do for myself at this point is to run a few short easy runs, eat right, and get a lot of sleep.
The training is done. Nothing I do now (other than rest) will make 65.5 miles in five days easier and it might make it worse.
So, taper, here I come.
And, honestly, I need this week to prepare the other aspects of my life for next week. I have so many lists that it’s ridiculous. I may have to make a list of my lists LOL.
I’m nervous, overwhelmed, and excited all at once.