There are only three long runs left until this years London Marathon and my legs are feeling it. I’ve been following the Runners World Intermediate training plan and by following I mean it in the loosest sense. Tuesdays are dictated by my Interval session at the Harriers and I’m usually running home and into the work the next day on a Wednesday and Thursday which is a decent and fairly fast eight miler each way. Friday tends to be my day off and Saturday is an easy 5k unless I swapped my long run from Sunday.
This year is the first time I have done at least three 20 mile runs throughout training, this started off really positively, I have felt unexpectedly strong on the first two and my average pace per mile has been in the 7.50/8.15 margin when running on my own – all good signs for a well timed run on race day. But my latest run felt so hard and alien I had to double check my stats form the previous runs to make sure I hadn’t made up some miles somewhere in the middle. I’m putting the bad 20 miler down to fatigue but it was a nasty reminder that no matter how much you train marathons are always hard, unexpected and anything can happen.
This Sunday I did a lovely 17 mile in the gorgeous sunshine, it was warm but early enough for me to avoid it being too hot and if the last few years are anything to go by good practice for marathon day. I did forget my water and any money though so by 6pm that evening, despite drinking throughout the day my pounding headache forced me to my bed where I had to lie down and be very still until the next day. Not my brightest move. Dehydration is no joke.
Next week I am off to Andorra to go snowboarding for a week which means very little running but I’ll be in Barcelona for next weekends long run which will be a nice change to London. Then it’s reducing the mileage and starting a gradual taper. How is it this time again already…