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Monday, March 19, 2012
The long weekend is just over and I'm back in Dublin. I went down to Cork for the weekend. I think I know that road from Dublin to Cork better than any other road. Luckily though the trip down ended up being a road trip with me, Ailis and Ian. It was a lot of fun and made it go very fast.
It was great to be home for Mothers day, I've been away a lot on mothers day so it was lovely to be around for it. Of course my Mum insisted on cooking everyone dinner and only just about let us do the washing up. We are very spoiled at home!
I did a tough hills session in Cork. When I trained with Leevale I used to spend every Sunday morning in a place called the Glen running up hills so now whenever I'm home and need to do a hills session I always end up running up the same hills that I ran up as a teenager. I picked one of the steepest hills and did loads of reps running up it.
Today was weights day and i got my session done in the gym in Cork. Now I'm back in Dublin and ready to hit training tomorrow.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Last weekend my indoor season ended. It ended in a blur of frustration and disappointment. I didn't make the final in Istanbul which to be honest I would never have thought possible going into the meet. I don't mean that in an arrogant way, just that at a certain point you race purely to make finals and try to win medals.
To go back a bit. I had my heart set on doing world indoors, it had been 6 years since I competed in it and I felt sure that I could run well. I had planned 8 meets plus Irish nationals to get ready. Unfortunately I had to start my season a little late due to a minor calf strain. I did two meets which were average but consistent to where I normally start my season. Then I started having some pain in my foot. I raced at Irish nationals but my coaches used it as a hard training week so I never would have expected to be running super fast there. At Irish champs my foot was quite bad and I had some problems getting my spikes on over it. I raced but was worried. Thankfully the problem was minor and after a cortisone injection and 5 days complete rest I was back running. The timing of this was not good in terms of the racing calender. This meant no more races and a season of 8 planned races to prepare turned into 2 races. I have so much experience with interrupted seasons that I felt it was still doable to go into world indoors and be very competitive.
By the time world indoors came around I was starting to run very well in training (if perhaps a bit inconsistently). If there were 10 hurdle training runs I would have 6 very good runs, 1 average and 3 bad runs. The time difference between a very good run and a bad run was about 3 tenths, which is a lot! But I felt that if I nailed a good run then it was all to race for. On those percentages I was always going to give it a lash.
Unfortunately I just didn't run too well. I still feel like I could have run fast in Istanbul but thats irrelevant because I didn't. The result is what it is and it's shi**e, There is no room for bad runs at championships. At this point I'd have to say I didn't enjoy indoors but I'm glad I did it. I will always give it a go and see what I can do. The indoor season is really short so for me I think missing little bits here and there just meant that I didn't get much of a chance to get race fit and I really missed that race fitness. I was pretty gutted after the race on Saturday night. Unless you compete at a certain level and feel the sheer devastation of doing badly it's hard to understand or explain it. A bad day in the office for me is a bit more obvious than in a normal job.
I flew back from Turkey last Sunday and went straight to Cork. I stayed there for 2 nights, on the first night I had a little pity party with my Mum which involved pick n mix sweets, crisps and watching "Kourtney and Kin take New York". The second night I had a nice bond with my sister. I then drove back to Dublin and did the one thing that I knew would make me feel better, I went back training.
I've had three seriously tough days of training which have resulted in me being so stiff that I have been walking down the stairs sideways and sometimes backwards. Tomorrow is another really tough day but honestly I would not have it any other way. There really is no time for sitting around feeling sorry for myself. Indoors is over and it's time to get ready for outdoors.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Today was a good day. But as we all know there are good days and many many bad days when you're working hard so here is a little video for all you peeps who know about good days and bad days. A certain high jumper is to thank for finding this video.
I hope you like it!