So Sleeepppyyy

This week is another challenging week. I've got a lot going on at work and not enough time in the day. This should be my last crazy stint before I calm down again, and I honestly can't wait. I'm not complaining, just really tired. 

When I'm tired, it's hard for me to work out. This past weekend though I kicked butt. Friday after my McDonalds binge, I ran sprints (8x200) around 40-46 seconds each. The times aren't super good but they're not horrible either. I want to focus a little more on speedwork since I've been training my slow twitch fibers for the marathon. I need to regain those explosive muscle movements that I can get when running sprints. 

Saturday we had a training run at Runner's Depot which is right next to my house. IT's extremely convenient to wake up and drive a half mile to run with a training group. The plan was to do 8 miles less than 9:00 min/mile.One of my friends T ended up joining me, which made it much more enjoyable to run the 8 miles. We nailed the 8 miles and came out with a total of 1:10 - even! Our average mile pace was an 8:45 which is right on schedule. I'm hoping that the race conditions this Sunday will help me to PR in my half marathon time. Fingers crossed.

On Sunday there was a 5K. I was pretty excited to run it and my friends G and K were coming as well. I was sore from the previous two days,  but didn't really think about it. As we lined up for the start, I stayed towards the back until the gun went off. Like my typical self, I sprinted towards the front and kept pace with a front pack (not the front pack - just one of the ones closer to the middle of the pack). My first mile was under an 8 min and I felt good. Once we started hitting mile 2, I felt sick. My stomach was pissed and I didn't know if I could keep up the pace I was holding. I kept pushing it, looking at my watch for motivation. As I rounded up the corner after mile 3 I remember seeing the clock count towards 24:00 mins. I crossed in at 23:54. I was stoked. I beat 24 again (my second time)!!!!! However, when I looked at my official time, I almost peed myself. 23:17. HOLY CANNOLI!! I haven't hit those times in years. My fire for running definitely came back right then and there. 

So after a positive week, I am back on my A-game to get faster. Tomorrow I continue with my sprints :)

Side Note: A house we out an offer on was accepted. Let's cross our fingers that we can get it without any hiccups.