It seems like just last week I was describing Yasso800 intervals and planning to test ’em out during my marathon training. And so you can imagine my surprise when I realized that today was my final Yasso800 workout.
I’ll be upfront with my stats because I’m mighty proud: 10×800 with each 800 in 3:16 minutes and each followed by a 400 recovery. In total, I ran 8 miles in approximately an hour and five minutes.
If you don’t recall, the Yasso800 plan has a simple concept—if you want to run a 3:30 marathon, run a 4×800 interval workout and make sure to run each 800 in 3 minutes and 30 seconds. Each week, add an additional 800 interval to the workout until you reach 10×800. The theory—if you can run the final 10×800 with each interval in 3 minutes 30 seconds, you can run a 3 hour and 30 minute marathon.
Before the workout I was torn between excitement and apprehension. I have enjoyed my Yasso800 workouts thus far and needed the stress release a taxing workout would provide. At the same time, the theory behind the workout added a daunting pressure to succeed. While I don’t subscribe to the theory wholeheartedly and simply wanted a straightforward interval plan to follow, I caught myself occasionally thinking this workout would define my final marathon time—bad Blair!
I also made one key mistake—food. Generally I workout during my lunch break and eat right after at my desk. Today I didn’t get to the gym until 3pm and had eaten lunch shortly before. I’ve made this mistake in the past and essentially know that if I try to do an interval or tempo workout on a full stomach I get nauseous, crampy and dizzy.
Moving along to the actual workout.
The first three 800s flew by easy as pie. Four and five I started to feel nauseous, but was still confident. Six, seven and eight are a blur, but at the same time I remember them being painful and merciless on my insides. When I knew I only had two 800s left, I got a gust of strength and was able to finish strong, confident and happy. While my core suffered, my legs were pleasantly chipper the entire time.
Looking back it was one of the toughest workouts (if not the toughest) I’ve done, yet at the same time I never felt like I might need to stop and knew I was capable of finishing. Personally, I think that’s a good sign that I worked hard but didn’t exhaust myself too much.
I continued to feel nauseous and crampy afterwards, as well as has a scary dizzy bout in the shower. In an effort to appease my stomach I grabbed a coke and a fruit cup on my way back to the office. Perhaps not the best recovery snack, but it succeeded in making me feel better.
In all, I’d deem the workout a success!