Ambitious goals.
This week has been about weakness and recovery. This illness took so much more from my body than I expected. By Wednesday I was able to drag myself round 4 painful miles. Felt like my battery was completely flat.
I’ve focused on fuelled runs, unlike my typical unfuelled morning runs, and that has felt better.
I still have a little brain fog and a lot of fatigue. During my 8 miles this morning I still had to stop in a moment of exhaustion.
How do I feel about this? Stressed. These are the important weeks, where I should be building the last marathon strength before tapering. But I can’t run 8 miles without a break.
I feel upset and frustrated and quite sorry for myself. I’m trying to control what I can, eat well, hydrate a lot, sleep a lot, and get back to normal asap.
I have a race, 20 miles next week. I would have liked to run that with a lot of marathon effort built in. At this point, I have no idea if that’s possible.
This week is more of that: hope & recovery.
Also, week 10!!!
I don’t know how this week will go, but here’s where I’d like to be: