This weekend, Skipper (who just turned 12) got together with a few of his buddies to study for a Science test. When I asked him why he decided to get the group organized, I expected him to answer "I had nothing better to do on Saturday." Instead, he replied, "Mademoiselle said we should study with some friends and talk ideas out so I did." He listened to his teacher's advice.
In the past year, I have also learned to listen to advice: my coach's. I usually understand the reasoning behind his workouts and, when I don't, he'll take the time to explain them to me. And while I may not always like what's in store for me, I follow through with the "plan"; after all, everything that he has prescribed has made me a better runner.
The two weeks off running after my fall season - to let my body rest and recover, to help prevent injury - were tough on me. It wasn't the time off that was difficult; it was the getting started again. Even with a few light runs and many days of spinning on my windtrainer, I've jumped back into training feeling completely out of shape.
I think this is mostly because my pacing is completely out of whack, which I believe is a result of training for the half-marathon distance in early fall, jumping into some fast and furious cross-country after, and then taking it really easy. I'm finding these weeks returning back to running very frustrating - very frustrating.
But, like my son, I listen; I will continue to do what I'm told. I know that I'll see the payoff; I just have to stick with the plan.
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