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Tuesday 1 April 2014

The Price Is Right

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This past month was spent away not just from blogging, but from all my running and training as well. Do you know when that succession of unfortuitous events happens?  Yes, it did. One trip, two exams and a f*cking terrible flu drove me away from any kind of physical activity I could think of for entire four weeks.
First, a weekend in Amsterdam. Cool. In my deepest dreams I even considered running there, in the morning, to keep my training schedule. However, my willpower is obviously not that strong. “That’s ok, I am doing a marathon training to run a half-marathon, I am far advanced on my calendar”.
Of course I couldn’t predict that I would get the flu there and have to stay in bed for a week. Fact that overlapped with my final exams’ week. Great. Super great. By the way, the cold persisted for 2 weeks.
In the meantime I had a 10k run in Richmond (details in a future post) that I completely sucked. My time was horrible. I was feeling tired, breathless and useless. And to make bad things a nightmare, my cold got worse. That was the cherry on the cake. Result: one more week without running.
So the extremely-cautious-meticulous-tempered person that was ahead of schedule became a whole month late. Today was the first time I felt healthy enough to be able to go back to my regular training. I was supposed to be doing week-7 now (4, 6, 4 and 12 miles consecutively) but, hesitantly, I decided to go back to week-5 where I should run 3, 5, 3, 10 miles again and start back from there. I am still not feeling 100% yet and, in addition, it would be too pretensious to think that one month without any kind of exercise wouldn’t affect my performance.
I have to confess it was very, very, very hard (did I say hard?). First because after one month of indulging myself with crappy food – and delicious Dutch nutella waffles – made me gain 2kg. I have never been a slim person (lol) so every kilo that I lose helps me to feel lighter when I am running. But nooop. My legs at the moment feel like massive chunks of wood. Hippopotamus legs, I call them. And I am not being mean or too critic to myself, I need to accept the true and pay the price of undisciplined 30 days of food rebellion.
Chunky legs are actually cute if you are a baby hippo :-)
Second, because of the flu, I can feel that my cardio capacity was affected as well. While running, my heart rate used to stay stable on 165 and never go above 170. Today my average was 175 and – I don’t know how I managed to stay alive – it reached 188 more than once. I was trying to keep my pace at 9km/h but after 2.5km I started coughing like an old lady. That heavy and disgusting cough where you can hear the throat squirming.
Anyway, in spite of my hippo legs and disgusting lungs I am back to business :-) In the end it felt damn good to be able to run the expected 5km regardless my low energy levels. Besides, considering the situation, my speed was not even that bad. I know it will take some time for me to feel completely back on track, but I will not give up. This month will serve as a good reminder of how easy is to throw away months of hard work if you get a little bit careless and irresponsible. Self-control is a bitch you can never let loose.

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