Monday - dragged myself out of bed for four miles on the treadmill. In the evening I got through my 9 miles but was secretly pleased I'd had to wait to get on a machine (something I was promised would never be an issue when I joined the gym!) meaning that by the time I finished my scheduled run it was too late to go to Body Pump.
Tuesday - driving home from work I could barely keep my eyes open. I was half way through getting changed for an easy run (ie work clothes were off and running kit was not yet on!) when the need to lie down won out. I'll just shut my eyes for two minutes I thought to myself. Two hours later I woke up feeling groggy. Run missed.
Wednesday - Summer League race at Worksop. Phenomenally stupid distance of 4.89 miles. I won, but only because the fast girls didn't turn up. The pace was rubbish. Afterwards I had distention in the upper part of my stomach but otherwise got away without issues.
Thursday - 10 mile MLR that felt OK.
Friday - I kept the scheduled rest day despite having already had one this week. I was tired again and knew I had a big weekend coming up.
Saturday - Up early for a 22 miler including a potter round Colwick parkrun. It was fine. I was strong and only fatigued at the very end when I got bored of running round in little circles to make up the distance. Then I had some errands to run and stuff to do and, and, and....
Sunday - I got up early for a recovery run but couldn't keep my eyes open so went back to bed. I woke up again at midday. I had the Masters Inter Area Match 3000m in Solihull in the afternoon and I knew it wasn't going to be great, but I hadn't expected it to be quite *that* bad. In order to avoid having to run into the headwind every lap I tucked in behind the leaders, but their pace was a bit too hot for me, and with 3 laps, or maybe it was 4, to go the girl in second moved up to the front and took it on. I couldn't handle the pace and faded badly. I still finished third, but in a really slow time of 11.02, a whole ten seconds slower than two weeks ago.
So, lots of sleeping done, and not enough miles. 10 miles short of target for the week. I can't help but wonder if the fatigue is down to the diet. This FODMAP elimination is hard work and I just end up eating chocolate or Free From sweet things that I wouldn't have bothered with in the past. I need to stop faffing on the internet so much, get more sleep, and eat more real food.
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