Last Friday, after the day after my tempo run (at a 6:30 pace – yikes!), my chest ached. Of course, I’m extra sensitive to this. Wouldn’t you be too if you were asthmatic, had pneumonia twice in the past year and a marathon to run in less than 7 weeks. My first reaction was panic; I was certain that my lungs were just not going to make it through to Hamilton.
Oddly, though, on Saturday, I felt fine. I most definitely didn’t have a problem on Sunday; I didn’t even cough at the finish (which I clearly remember doing last year, and I’m convinced was the start of my lousy winter health). But, on Monday, my achy chest reappeared.
However, I still ran on Monday. I’m coaching cross-country at school so I have to run with the kids to make sure they are safe (losing kids is not a good thing to do). So, Monday morning, I headed out for the 2.5K distance, trying to pay more attention to my breathing and lungs than to the kids. My breathing seemed fine and nobody got lost.
Later, I realized that my aches must be related to the increased intensity of my workouts. Simply put, my chest hurts on the days I push myself more than I’m use to. This makes perfect sense to me; I’m building new muscles as I’m trying to push myself to the next level.
I shared this with Shawn on our tempo run on Thursday night – at a faster clip than the week before – and he hoped I would feel lousy the next day. Thanks! Gotta love your running partner.
And, by the way, I didn’t. So, either I didn’t push myself hard enough or this is all hogwash.