On June 11 I realized I was way behind in my mileage spreadsheet. I knew why, my running has fallen off. Frequency and mileage. But like one bad day diet wise, that’s not an excuse to self sabotage. The second half of the year can be stronger than the first, even with some travel.
- Q1: 229.79 miles (v. 283.99 in 2022)
- April: 66.09
- May: 58.76
I don’t typically caveat, but I will here as there was a week of a lot of hiking in Yellowstone and Jackson Hole, and a ton of driving that week. Less than normal is better than giving up!
- June: 52.19
That one surprised me. I felt like I was running more, and I was back to my schedule save for the fire skies, but I was running shorter.
- Q2: 177.04
That didn’t surprise me much. Q1 was Half Marathon training, and the only double digits I’ve done since was Cherry Blossom.
- 2023 Halfway: 406.84
OK, so 1100 miles isn’t happening. But 1,000 still might. And if it doesn’t? That’s OK.
The COVID era mileage goals probably were never realistic in the return to almost all pre 2020 events. In 2019, I ran 862.97 miles, which included marathon training. I won’t have the crazy long runs, but I am running a 10M and a 15K this fall, so I think 900 is a safe B goal. An interim mini goal is getting back to my four-mile weekday morning runs. Part of it is later nights with evening events, but I’m usually up… I just need to get out the door!
It’s not that the year has been a bust — I’m well on my way to running all the distances with two 5Ks, a 4M, two 10Ks a 10M and a Half. Reading that makes me realize how little I’ve been running otherwise. Oops! I haven’t found a 5m yet but my backup is the Juneteenth run which was not a race but was a 4.96 m “run tour”.
Not a ton to say about runs of late. We had another bout of fire smoke and summer came in with a humid hug so the run down is short
On July 4, as has become our tradition, Mo and I did the NYCRuns’ Firecracker 10K. We absolutely did not run it. It was far too hot and humid. Not to the point where they should have cancelled, it was just oppressive so we ran when we wanted to and walked when we didn’t. Way more fun that way and somehow, we weren’t last. The weather factor was real and we weren’t the only ones who took it easy.
One day when it was just too gross to run after work, I still managed a walk home. Thanks, Bethesda Terrace bathroom graffiti, for the smile. At least it wasn’t Rome!