
7 loops, plus some extra running!
I came up with a new plan I'm trying out, which is to continue ramping up on my loops, but then to take a breather and run home. I came up with it yesterday after discovering that my body really doesn't like walking up the hill on the way home, it would rather run. Just not continuously after doing X number of hill reps. So loops plus breather plus running it is.
Today I tried very hard to go at the slowest possible speed while doing the run home up the hill, just my cool-down pace, but my body didn't like that and forced me to pick up the pace a little partway up the hill. !!
In other words, I like this new plan and am looking forward to putting it into practice more. Like many things, I need to remind myself that multiple shorter practice sessions can add up to more than one continuous one, and that there's value in that. (This goes for language practice and German handwriting practice too.)
PLUS, today should be one of the last winter-weather days, 2 Celsius/35 Fahrenheit and super windy, so I took advantage by dressing for running rather than walking. I told myself that if I got cold, well, there was a solution for that: start running. I said that today would be an excellent opportunity to use the cold weather to motivate myself, and I should seize the day.
So after I finished my running practice, I walked to the grocery store without changing clothes or adding layers, was very cold, warmed up a bit in the store, and then was super cold as I came out and the sun was setting and the wind was biting.
"You know what to do," I said to myself.
So I ran most of the way home. Not all of it, but any time I felt that a minute had passed without running, I told myself I needed to start again before my body temperature dropped. And that was super motivating!
Oh, I should add notes on my experience on the 7 loops: I was physically fine! The last one I was mentally weak on, because I didn't have confidence I was ready for 7, but it became rapidly clear that my legs weren't hurting at all and were fully capable of keeping my stride.
That's my chant, btw, as I crest the hill and force myself through the steepest part: "Don't break stride, don't break stride, don't break stride." Or sometimes, if having something positive to focus on is working better, "Hold your stride, hold your stride, hold your stride." It's basically a "You have ONE job" message. And I only have to do it for a matter of seconds. But I do have to do it. Turns out as long as I only have the one job, I can.
Plus I wasn't *that* out of breath cresting the hill. Certainly not enough to justify the mental whining. Tomorrow, I vow to be mentally stronger.
Btw, deliberately seeking out bad weather as an opportunity for toughening yourself up is something Barkley runners do: I was always struck by the story of Jared Campbell seeing a blizzard as an excellent training opportunity, and I ran into the story again last night in more detail, in Michiel Panhuysen's In the Spell of the Barkley, which I am reading:
Just before [Jared's] first Barkley, there was a weather warning in Utah State, where he lives. A violent storm was predicted, with heavy snowfall and freezing temperatures. The government issued media warnings to stay at home and go outside only in an emergency. To Jared, this seemed the ideal occasion for some heavy-duty, night-time training in the mountains.
And while I'm not outdoorsy like these people and absolutely don't have anything like their physical capacity, I understand the mentality. I read something like that, and I'm like, "YES! Exactly!"
I'm not even sure what I'm training for, as I have exactly zero ambition to run a race, and I know I would hate camping, which limits my hiking opportunities. I'm not even interested in pushing my limits. Maybe in another lifetime, but in this one, I have too many other (intellectual) things to do. I think I'm just training to feel better about my physical condition after a decade of that stupid foot injury, and to be able to follow the Barkley from my phone without feeling totally ashamed of myself. :P
I think it comes down to: since I was about 10, maybe 12, years old, I've had the ambition of getting into shape enough to do *some* significant walking and/or running before I die. Spending my entire 30s barely capable of walking and standing because of foot pain forced me to put that on the back burner. Now that I've fixed at least enough of my physcal problems that I'm capable of doing some training, I'm starting to revive that "Right, I wanted to do this at least once before I die" mentality.
There *is* a problem with not enough hours in the day, but I'm still chipping away at French and at German handwriting and still planning to finish those 18th century history essays. It's a higher priority than running, which is why I said I would need another lifetime to push my limits with walking or running. But this feels good, so I'm hoping to see what I can do in terms of running ramp-up in March, at least.