My training this week has had its up's and down's and yesterday I made a decision. I opted to stop pushing to reach my goal of 48.9 miles this week. In fact, I opted to not even run long today and just wrap up the week with under 40 miles. I was going to run at home but darling daughter really wanted to go to the Kids' Club and I wanted to support her ongoing enthusiasm for the days I really will need her to go.
Essentially, I knew I could run long today and reach my goal but I wasn't sure I should. Yesterday my legs felt a little achier than usual in the afternoon. Granted, by the time I woke up this morning they were feeling good but I stuck to my thought process yesterday.
I have 18 miles on my schedule for tomorrow. I feared pushing myself to reach "the goal" and then running 18 could risk injury. I can't say I feel one coming on but with how tired I have been, the aches, etc. I didn't want to tempt it. Reaching "the goal" wasn't worth risking my end-state goal of running a great marathon in September and repeat it in December.
I am at peace with my decision and kept my miles low today. I ran for 20 minutes, stretched my little heart out for 10 minutes, and ran another 10 minutes. My legs are feeling good and with the extra love and rest, I have faith they will carry me through my 18 miles tomorrow. I wasn't sure they would if I pushed them harder today.
I am not the one to take short cuts or the easy road out and I don't think I have. I just made a smart adjustment to my training and wanted to share my thought process with you all.
And by the way, "the goal" is there for me again next week.