Week 12 of marathon training was both lazy and long-running. I’d originally chalked up my sluggishness during 8 with Portia last weekend to forgetting my pre-run caffeine. But within a day, the real reason reared its ugly, snotty head: a nasty head cold.
Now, I hate missing workouts due to illness or injury. But I hate missing long runs the most, and with 18 miles planned for the Friday, I figured I should take it easy and see if I could mend enough to run that. So I took a couple rest days, did some yoga and two easy runs but no cross-training, and felt… ok-ish on Friday morning.

The first 13 went pretty well – I took a route back & forth through the Parker State Forest, around several lakes and over some fun wooded trails.

Then I started flagging – even though my legs felt (relatively) ok, I kept getting winded. That’s not typically a problem for me; my hamstrings always threaten a boycott, and often my feet start screaming, but I can still huff along without a hitch. After a water break around mile 15, I struck a deal with my on-strike lungs – I’d alternate walking 1-2 minutes with running 5-6 minutes. It was pretty demoralizing (“Yikes, maybe I can’t push myself through the final, toughest miles of a marathon“), but it got me home and into a cold-water bath, hopeful than the 20 miler in a couple weeks will go better at the end.
Thankfully, I was feeling well enough during a whirlwind Chicago visit with my best friends to head out for a quick easy run with a new running partner.

Nina did a great job keeping up – she even broke into a sprint a couple times that were a challenge for me to match. Since my own stubby legged dogs aren’t really running partner material, it’s a treat to have a canine companion once in a while.
Next up: week 13, which is another pullback before The Big Training Run in week 14.