I haven’t written lately about the running. I think this is mostly because I’m afraid of jinxing myself.
While I was off on vacation in cottage country, I did a few short 3-4 km trail runs. The area we were in was pretty hilly so I did walk most of the hills. My endurance sucked but the previous weeks’ rest overall helped the groin injury.
When we returned from vacation I set out for a slow 6 km run to test the legs. And man, was it ever slow!! My groin did ache a little bit right at the end but the pain never persisted. I was very, very cautiously optimistic. I stretched after the run and foam rolled and hoped for the best. I also added back another short run of 3-4 km during the week. And the groin cooperated.
My next long run was 9 km. Again, I felt pretty good for most of it but the groin ache kicked in around 8 km. While it was frustrating to experience that ache again, it was also reassuring that it only happened near the end of the run. It’s the little things, right?
The following week’s long run was 12 km. No groin pain, just a little bit of lower back stiffness at the very end. Last week, I ran twice during the week; a steady 3.5 km run and then a 5.1 km run.
Yesterday, I set out for 15 km. My girlfriend had just given me a new running shirt for my birthday and I was excited to wear it.
I ran all the way downtown and back. Around 13 km, I started getting real tired and hungry! Thank goodness for traffic lights. I was able to stretch my legs at the red lights. In the end I completed 16 km and felt pretty darn good.
Today, not so much. Today, everything hurts, even my upper body from supporting myself while foam rolling my legs. Oy. I can’t quite tell if it’s the good muscle soreness or the groin injury rearing its ugly head. I leaning towards the good muscle soreness.
I also realized that I should probably take the next day off work after the half marathon.
Back in January, I accepted a challenge from a fellow doctor mother runner blogger to run 1000 km in 2015. I can hardly believe that six months have passed. It’s been a pretty eventful six months, I have to say. I never thought I’d ever run a race and I have done three this year already. I am definitely doing one more (have already signed up) and might sign up for another one. I guess you could say I caught the racing fever.
Here’s a breakdown of my monthly mileage to date:
January – 77.5 km
February – 49.4 km
March – 73.1 km
April – 81.1 km
May – 87.5 km
June – 68.2 km
…. and the six month grand total is 436.8 km.
Not too shabby, if I do say so myself.
I feel I have overcome a lot in these past six months – shin splints, SI joint issues, weak glutes, etc. I’ve done a lot of work on getting stronger by introducing weights and working with my pilates instructor on fine-tuning my strength training.
For the first time I really think I might actually run 1000 km this year. With my half-marathon training getting underway I am trying to make my weekday runs a little bit longer (5-7 km) than they have been (normally 3-5 km) and aiming for a long run every 7-10 days. If I can accomplish this without getting hurt then I could very well reach that goal.