Marin. At the end of last week I was supposed to do a 3 and a 5 mile
run. One of those days I couldn't get out of bed, so I combined them
for a very desultory 6.5 mile slog. I do believe I ran this on An
empty tank, food-wise, cause I was hungry as hell, and could barely
run without a serious walk break maybe every half mile. No energy.
Plus I ran by a few restaraunts and seriuosly considered running in
and grabbing food out of diners' hands.
I'm just beginning to appreciate the importance of being well fed.
Today I tried to make up for some off the speedwork that had been
called for in one of those two runs. I think the five miles called for
three miles at 10:29, so today I headed out for just three at that
pace. I set Gary to bleep at anything under 10:30, and off I went. My
splits? 9:57, 10:15, 10:15.
In the interest of full disclosure, I took a coupla water breaks in
there, maybe 5 of them for :30 or so. This running fast shit is
totally out of my league and new on my plate, so my Lazy Girl self
didn't want to take it TOO seriuosly. I'm kinda amazed at my times,
even considering the breaks. It definitely was harder than my usual
efforts, but maybe less hard than I envisioned. Now, if I can do that
WITHOUT stopping, I'd be impressed!