Sunday Sweats 59: YTT Week 12
Monday: studio yoga class (75 minutes)
Kelly's class. She's seriously a master. She's so versatile, teaches a fun and different class every time, even mixes up the class structure week to week. I worked hard today, because I needed to get the cardio—one big benefit of hot yoga over non-hot, I find. Without running in a week and a race coming up, I need to do whatever I can.
Tuesday: 4.28 mile run (9:17 pace) + studio yoga class (75 minutes)
Pre run: don't wanna, don't wanna, don't wanna. Mile 1: let's just get this over with, you've been sick so 3 miles is plenty. Run fast so you warm up quicker. Mile 2: 8:44 was dumb. Slow down. Mile 3: I can't breath. My mouth tastes like I have a cold. That's gross. Mile 3.76: There's my house... okay, just to the corner and back to make it 4. Mile 4: Don't be a lame-ass, just run around the corner and go home the back way. Aren't you racing this weekend? Toughen up, buttercup.
Okay so it was an emotional rollercoaster. By the end I was so glad I went out, and even more glad that I stayed out instead of taking two possible easy outs. Not like I added tons of length to my run, but pushing through negative self-talk is the key more often than not to making it to a finish line.
Wednesday: womp womp (rest)
Once again I seriously underestimated the time it would take to hit everything on my to do list. Being sick all last week took a lot of my productivity away, and today I had a chiropractor appointment (that I desperately needed) and a dinner (that's been rescheduled twice already) and all of my end-of-week deadlines to accommodate, since I'll be going away and can't exactly write articles while I'm driving to Virginia. I scheduled a 6-miler, but unfortunately, it wasn't the most important thing I had to do today and it had to be the thing I sacrificed. I'm not happy about it and it has me a little worried for Saturday, but given that I'm still sick, pushing myself to my absolute limits on some random Wednesday just doesn't make any sense.
Thursday: studio yoga class (75 minutes)
I debated changing yesterday's update, but I like to write my SS posts in daily increments to give a glimpse of what's going on in my life. Wednesday evening, Tracy and I got an email that the race we were planning to run this weekend, the Blacksburg Classic in VA, was postponed because of expected 0º running weather. I'm disappointed my plans to see my friend were cancelled, but not hating the extra few days to try to kick this sickness and not having to run in this cold snap.
Kelly's class was absolutely perfect this morning. Exactly what I needed. Soul-cleansing. Balancing. Purifying. Heart-opening. Perfect.
I'm taking another day off running. It's hard enough to go out in 20º weather, but when you're still not fully breathing, it just doesn't make sense. Plus, after a stressful week, I need to live life at a slow pace for a few days. I thought about taking class tonight, but it didn't feel right, so I didn't.
Sunday: YTT Week 12 (30 minutes)
I got to practice for 30 minutes today because one of my classmates in YTT had to make up her missed 30 minute demo from last week. Now that I'm teaching Sundays and don't take Kelly's class to start the day o' yoga, it's really nice when we practice in YTT.
Running: 4.28 miles
Yoga: 255 minutes
YTT Week 12 Reflections:
Today was an awesome YTT day. First, I had the pleasure of having my friend Michael in my regular class this morning, as well as my step-sister for her first yoga class. Then, we had a fun YTT lesson: each of us brought in one or two people (aforementioned Michael and step-sister were my two) and we trainees/teachers were called up one by one, at random, at Kelly's discretion, to build on each other's sequences to create a full 75-minute class. When we weren't teaching (we taught about 10 minutes or so each), we were adjusting and assisting the people we brought. It felt good to get my people deeply into their poses, intensify their stretches, and correct their alignment. It's something you don't always have the ability to do as a teacher when your attention is split between teaching to everybody and keeping track of time, sequencing, etc.
As a runner, I feel completely inadequate this week and I don't like it. I wish the race had been on, but given that this was a really overwhelming week, part of me is grateful for the implied permission to back off. This was one of those "You can do some things all of the time, and all things some of the time, but you can't do all of the things all of the time"—or however the hell that saying goes. Toward the end of the week I really had to make self-care a priority, and this happened to be one of those weeks where running felt like a burden, rather than a gift. So I let yoga and my couch be my gifts to my self this week. I'll get back to the road in the days to come.