Marathon training requires a certain amount of insanity, and until recently I was convinced that adding AT workouts into my training was stupid. For the past four weeks I’ve been constantly fatigued and on the verge of starvation.
Given the right circumstances Runner Susan can be quite annoying. Okay, so given any circumstances Runner Susan can be annoying. I’ve been persistently asking my trainer, “When am I going to feel stronger? Why is my treadmill on incline twelve? Why am I so tired? When will my thighs get smaller? Where is that back fat machine?” Over and over and over my Satanic trainer kept telling me, “Give it four weeks and you’ll feel stronger, I promise.”
Liar, liar pants on fire! It’s been four weeks and I still feel like crap, I’m still tired, and my thighs are still ginormous. I’ll show him; I’m playing hooky. Besides, my uterus was threatening to drop out and splat on the treadmill if I didn’t give it a break from the intensity of AT training. So I skipped yesterday and today’s 02 classes and opted for a longer, slower run.
This morning I headed out for an eight-mile organ-safe run. A lethal combination of Midol and coffee made for a chatty Runner Susan, more so than I think Massoman was prepared for at 4:30 AM. I reached the landmark at 1.5 miles and realized that I had made it up the first big hill without even taking a breath. Twenty minutes into the run I thought if I were Jeff or Zeke or Rob or DGC I’d already be done with my eight miles. I thought how nice it must be to run super human 3-minute miles (or even do math since 20 divided by 3 is not 18). Someday, I thought. I talked steadily for five miles before I turned on Nano – amazing, considering I use the music to hide my heavy breathing from myself. Not today. I ran all eight miles with a low and steady heart rate, without panting, without walk breaks or even concern for heart explosion.
Okay, so maybe there is something to this AT and strength training and maybe incline 10 on the treadmill for an hour isn’t so wrong and maybe slower long runs are better, and maybe this trainer really isn’t the Devil in disguise. Okay, he’s still the Devil in disguise, but damnit – the Devil is right! Bastard.