This week was 76.5 miles of “real running” plus 12 “miles” pool running -- training log is here.
Next morning, I woke up with a headache, almost no voice, and no energy. Plus a resting HR of 58 (my norm is 38-42) Gah!!!!. The last head cold had left me feeling lousy for nearly 2 weeks, and I had my 20 miler scheduled for this Sunday. All I could do was pound fluids and zinc like crazy, and hope that I'd kick it in time to at least slog through 20 miles easy and salvage part of my training week.
But, whadyaknow. Woke up on Friday morning, and felt almost normal (with RHR down to the mid-40s). I felt good enough that I figured I'd head over to the track, do a warm-up, and see how I felt. And the warm-up felt good enough that I decided to try the tempo. Kept the tempo to 4 miles (I went out shooting for 4-5, but about 2 miles in, I was really wishing I was back in bed, and stuck with 4), but got it done. And by Sunday I felt pretty good. About as good as you can feel for a hard week in marathon training. So yay. Headcolds that hit on scheduled recovery days and clear out before your key runs are the best kind.
Sunday's long run was once again a confidence boost. I felt pretty tired and achy to start, but strong. And stronger with each mile. My legs are starting to get that "can go on forever" feeling that I felt during my last training cycle, and I ran faster than goal MP despite having no wish to do so. I guess that's a good sign.
Next week is a cut-back - I have to travel to Chicago for work, so my routine's going to be altered some (though I did find a track). Plus I'm racing a 10K on Sunday.