And kicking. More or less.
Since my last post, training has been going considerably better. My hormone replacement therapy seems to be working, and I feel I am about in the same fitness level as I was about this time last year. I’m trying to be content with that, but I must admit I wish I were at the next level rather than returning to my previous peak. I still have off days a lot more than I remember having previously, but my good days are better than where I was last year, so there is that.
One of the most interesting, measurable improvements is my resting heart rate. When I got metabolic testing done last summer, the tester was perplexed at my higher than expected resting heart rate given my good VO2 max. It fell between 60-64 beats per minute. He thought it was a nutrition thing, that I was perhaps catabolizing muscle by not eating optimally. I do not doubt that I eat sub-optimally, but I didn’t feel like this was the case. However, I didn’t have a better explanation.
For the past month or so, my resting heart rate has gone down to the mid 40s. It seems like my hormone issues were having an effect.
In early June, I managed to slightly PR in the 5k at the Freihofer Run for Women. I still ran the race stupid — I massively negative split the race, which anyone who runs 5ks regularly knows is not really the right strategy for 5k racing. I haven’t gotten the hang of how I should feel going out hard that first mile, instead approaching the race like I do half and full marathons by easing into my pace. I suppose I need to race more 5ks to start to understand how to better run these things.
Case in point, yesterday I had a fast finish long run on my schedule, so I decided to run the last 3.1 miles of my 13.1 run at a 5k in the park I usually run in. So, I ran the ten miles, trying to keep moving until the air horn, then ran the 5k. I did not look at my Garmin the whole race (I had it on the time of day screen) and just ran at a pace/effort I hoped to run next week at the half marathon I’m running. I was chit chatting with some of the other participants as I ran, and felt pretty alright most of the race.
Turned out, I ran that 5k only 34 seconds off my PR. Aaaaaaaaand I won the women’s race. I kid you not. I got to break the tape and everything. Granted, my 5k time is nowhere near what I would expect to win the majority of 5ks, so it was pure luck that all the speedsters stayed away, but it was still a hoot to win a race. Plus I got a $25 gift card to the local running store.
But, really, if I can run 10 miles then run that close to my 5k PR, I clearly have a lot of work to do to figure out how to run a goal 5k race better. It’s a mental thing. I also negative split the race, but not as badly as the Freihofer run.
Sadly, I have no photos of the event. It was just part of a training run for me, and my husband doesn’t come to little local events like this anymore (he was also getting ready for his own event — see more below). Boo.
The other big happening here is that today my husband broke the record time to swim the length of Lake George. It’s 34 miles and it took him 19 hours, about 3 hours longer than he expected. He said it was a rough swim, with navigational issues during the the night (he started at 5pm to avoid boat traffic and take advantage of smoother waters). He’s passed out on the sofa right now, poor guy. I’m so proud of him. He’s a badass who doesn’t know he’s a badass.
That’s about it, folks. Thanks for reading, those of you who have stuck around despite my lapse in posting.