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Training Day

Over the weekend, I received an email reminder from the Rock n Roll Half Marathon that I have 19 weeks until my first half marathon. 19 weeks may seem like a long time, but since they have put a countdown on it, I am feeling the pressure!

So today I have created a training calendar to keep myself and my running mate on track.



Feel free to take advantage of this calendar and use it yourself, I made it public for you. How sweet of me?!

This calendar is a modification of the 12 week Novice 2 schedule for half marathon training created by Hal Higdon. Since I have an extra seven weeks, I added in a few more long runs and some cross training days. I believe cross training was a big help in building my endurance when training for my 5-Ks. I will be using Jillian Michaels' 30 Day Shred dvd, more likely than not. It is an ass butt kicker!

You'll notice that towards the end of the training period, a 5-K race and a 10-K race are involved. We are on the lookout for races on those days. If you have any suggestions for races around that time frame in the DC, MD or VA area, please let us know! Otherwise, I may just go run the route of my regular 5-K that I run each May and try to beat my personal best.

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  1. Since you had a couple extra weeks - I would consider the last week or 2 to be your tapering weeks so you can go into the race with fresh legs. It is all personal preference - but I thought I would throw it out there!

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