Week 12

This week has been a nightmare for me and I am glad to have come through it the other side with some fabulous support from my friends (THANK YOU!). I decided to take Monday off because my knee was a bit sore after Sheffield. Tuesday's club night was good fun even though the rain was bad. It was nice to get warm and have a natter to people in the sauna afterwards too even if Dave did tell me off... Wednesday I had to teach athletics at school and thinking the field would be soggy I wore my old trainers. Had great fun teaching the long jump and showing the children how to improve their running style. It has even got me wanting to start a running group on a lunchtime for the children who would never dream of joining cross country club. Really hope I can persuade some of them to give it a go if I am allowed to do the club. I was cross with myself though because when I went out to do my run ater school, I was about 10 mins in when I realised that I had not changed my trainers. I had wondered why my knee was so bad and I was kicking my legs again all of a sudden. I didn't have time to go back so just carried on. I haven't slept well this week and I wasn't sure why. I entered the London ballot on Monday but because the site kept crashing it was 10:30pm before I managed it and was then too hyper to sleep. Tuesday was another late one and Wednesday I lay in bed for ages trying to sleep and it just didn't happen. So by Thursday I was well and truly wiped. My knees hurt and for once I could not get myself to even go for a short run after school. Friday I decided to give Stonegate Road a go because I haven't been up there for a while and didn't have enough time for an interval session. Saturday I did HPTT and ran with Surinder. Sunday morning I woke up late having been out on Saturday night for some much needed relaxation. And I lost all motivation to run. I just could not get myself out of the door to do my long run. I haven't missed a single long run during this schedule and felt awful to not do it, but knew that it just wasn't happening. I did force myself to do 6.5 last night, but it was incredibly hard. Today I did my 18 miler though. Michael hadn't run yesterday so was up for a long run today and having the company really helped. It was still a tough run, but I did it and am just trying to get warm now having been absolutely soaked to the skin. This week seems to have been much like the end of races for me - the end is in sight and it seems so far away still and my motivation just went. It really helped to read Tom and Helen's blog this morning while having my breakfast. Knowing that other people feel like this and still do amazing sessions after made me think yep I can do this. So again a big thank you to everyone who has helped me get to the end of this week Only one more long run to do then taper time...