I didn’t do my 20 miler last weekend.
And I didn’t even have a “good” reason for why I skipped it.
• I’m not developing in injury
• I wasn’t sick (after Friday anyway)
• a crisis needing my immediate attention didn’t come up
So what happened?
Friday afternoon and evening was spent on my couch with a killer headache and waves of nausea. I went to bed that night knowing I wouldn’t do my 20 miler the next morning. I just wanted a good sleep and to feel better.
I told myself I’d do it on Sunday morning, even though Saturday was going to be a long day.
Late Saturday morning, my roommate & I headed to Baltimore for lunch with her co-workers before heading to a bar to watch the VT vs Marshall football game. The Hokies won in 3rd overtime- whew! Then we sat in M&T Bank stadium and got absolutely drenched while cheering on UMD to a victory over WVU.
That night, I set my alarm early, fully intending to do my 20 miler on Sunday.
When the alarm went off, I simply shut it off. I didn’t press snooze, and I didn’t shut it off in a half-asleep stupor. I just didn’t feel like going.
I went back to sleep, then woke up at my leisure, cuddled with Ocean for a bit, and finally started reading Eat, Pray, Love.
And you know what? I’m ok with it. I’m choosing not to feel guilt-ridden over skipping my last long run. Allowing guilt to fester inside will make me doubt my abilities on race day.
Over-thinking coincides with guilt here
I want race day to be a celebration – not a stress-fest. Here’s why I’m just letting the skipped 20 miler be:
• If my race doesn’t go as planned in a few weeks, it won’t be because I didn’t do the final 20 miler. It would likely be from a combination of factors (barring a race-day injury, which I hope doesn’t happen)
• I had the energy on Sunday to go to the track with a friend and do 1600 and 800 meter repeats with some cross-fit inspired moves in between. Much more fun than doing 20 miles alone.
• My tempo run on Tuesday was just fantastic. It was only 5 miles (7 total with warm up/cool down) at a 7:15 pace, but I was on a runner’s high for the last few miles, and that high lasted until I fell asleep at 10 pm. My mouth may have ached from smiling so much. 🙂
• This is no excuse to skip long runs, but the marathon just isn’t my favorite distance. At least not to train for. Maybe it will be one day, and I understand how some people love it- but me, I kind of love training for shorter races at faster paces. I love not worrying about mid-run fueling. I love racing for a PR a couple times per season (different distances of course), rather than once. Knowing that, I don’t feel like the world will come to a screeching halt because I chose to skip a single long run.
• I run because I Love It. Not wanting to do a long run doesn’t make me any less of a runner, or bad runner for not following my training plan. I was happier skipping the 20 miler and just doing short repeats and cross-training one day. Life is short so might as well enjoy it!
Have you deviated from a training plan before for “no good reason” other than you felt like it?
Do you experience guilt over skipped runs/workouts?