My taper is a joke
| September 21, 2014 | Posted by Melinda under Uncategorized |
Today I start tapering.
Oh wait. That would imply I had been running this week.
Oh well. I was practicing my taper.
What do you mean you can’t practice taper?
Well. I’m sure I had a some good runs last week.
Wait. Last week was recovery.
And the week before that? More tapering.
It’s true. Now that I’m running ultras I feel like I’m always tapering or recovering. Sorta like a horse who has finally at the fifty mile level and now just needs maintenance.
The plan was:
- one week of recovery
- one week of glorious tempos and tune up runs
- three weeks of taper with two of those weeks being hard core tapering.
Unfortunately that one glorious training week ended up being a really really really hard slammed clinic week.
New plan.
I just spent two weeks in recovery mode. (Recovery is good right? And two weeks of recovery sounds better than “one week of recovery and one week of laziness”).
Looking forward, I’ll do one week of slightly under usual effort tempos and decreased frequency runs, and then two weeks of a hard core tapers.
I’m sure it will all work itself out and what’s more exciting than thinking about how badly the 50 mile ultra could go, is to convince my husband that crewing for my point to point 50 is a good use of his weekend.
Mel: (thinking that logic is the best way to proceed) “Hey – my 50 is point to point and I really need someone to move my car or drop me off/pick me up. Are you free on the 11th?”
Husband: How long is it going to take you?
Mel: I think about 12 hours
Husband: What is WRONG with you???????
Mel: (not at all sure this conversation is going where I want it to) “Is that a yes?”
Hmmm…not unlike the conversation I had with my dad the other day when contemplating a 50k in the spring. The one I’m looking at is a point-to-point, and so I asked him if I paid for the gas, if he could do shuttle service for me that day, provided I don’t find someone to carpool with by then.
That’s an excellent cow. I think it’s got a broken hock; perhaps you should just eat it?
Except if it’s work $30K. At that point apparently we fix them.
Now I’m really hungry for a good steak.
LOL