Here we are in the dead of winter in the southern most state of Australia. Arrrr Tasmania, you do not disappoint in the winter weather department. You do those three Fs so Fabulously. Frost. Fog. Freezing-temperatures. Tick, tick and tick!
It’s been cold. On Monday my toes remained cold all day. That’s all day! Despite a busy agenda and lots of moving around, my toes did not warm up until I removed my long leather boots and wiggled them in front of the fire at the end of the working day. They were still cold when we got to the gym for an hour of Les Mills Body Pump and CX Worx.
Along with the freezing temperatures that favourite winter thing, the head cold, decided to ramp up its snotty, cotton-woolish ugliness. I’m pleased to say that as of this weekend I’m pretty much 100% but sickness hasn’t been a happy marathon training ally.
Running and training has happened and on the whole it’s been good. I think Pauly must’ve been feeling very ill with the head cold because when he finally managed to shake it off he turned into this happy-let’s-go-smiley-running-man. Huh? Usually when there is only the two of us with a run at home on the farm he will make every
excuse reason why he shouldn’t come with me and I go on my own. Not so Tuesday night. I was fully prepared for the You are too sick, you shouldn’t go running conversation from him to me, but no, no such talk. Rather Excuse Finding Procrastination Man turned into Action Man. Not only did he immediately put down the coffee plunger he was holding when I walked in the door, but leapt off to get ready for a 5km run!
And what a 5km run we had! Mud, mud and more muddy mud of the mud variety. Slipping. Sliding. Smelly. Mud plus cow poo equals stinky. There was I plodding along trying to avoid the deepest muddy bits and stay upright and there was Pauly all chirpy and happy zooming off taking photos. There was a role reversal here except that I wasn’t moaning and groaning like Pauly does for the first couple of kms. I was just happy to be out running and happier that my lungs seemed to be coping ok.
That was Tuesday.
Louie, Pauly and I had our first run together in what felt like ages on Friday. A lovely 15km run up and around the sunnier higher parts of Deloraine. The lower parts were still freezing and slippery with ice.
Saturday we were off for a run with the Launceston Running Club. Due to so much on outside of running we hadn’t made it to LRC in weeks and weeks. And not only did we run but I managed 2nd place. The LRC season has handicapped runs from 5km up to half marathon. This week it was a 5km.
And today. Sunday. Today was the Running Group’s Half Margaretathon, 21.1kms named in honour of the first person that our Coach trained for a half marathon. It was freezing! Despite the cold it was a lovely run and good to get it done.
Here I am six weeks out from Adelaide Marathon and the training hasn’t been wonderful. Wintry weather, colds and a calendar that keeps getting stuffed with more tasks hasn’t added up to the best of training so far. If this was the first marathon I’d be concerned. With all the training and running and events I’ve learnt to trust my runner’s body and my runner’s mindset. I know I can do it. There won’t be a PB, but there will be the most important ingredients: a start line, a finish line AND a medal! (Well I hope there will….fingers crossed!).
Happy running 🙂