I'm training for the 1/2M in January, on the road back to marathon shape after an injury. I had a 6 mile tempo run planned for this morning, goal < 60:00. After a 10 mile long run over the weekend, and a weight lifting session last night, my legs were sore crawling out of bed this morning. One of those days you know your run is going to be tough.
After a warmup, I settle into a pace that I can feel is a bit sluggish -- less than my 10:00/mi goal pace. My legs eventually loosen up a bit and I hit mile 4 at 41:15. 2 miles left to make up 1:15 to hit 60:00 seemed unlikely. I decided to try anyway and laid the hammer down. Bring the pain.
My heart was ready to explode out of my chest, my legs were screaming at me... but OMG, that feeling is what I've missed for so long since my injury. Absolutely incredible. I didn't check my watch for time and just redlined the last 2 miles.
59:49
Today was a good day.
After a warmup, I settle into a pace that I can feel is a bit sluggish -- less than my 10:00/mi goal pace. My legs eventually loosen up a bit and I hit mile 4 at 41:15. 2 miles left to make up 1:15 to hit 60:00 seemed unlikely. I decided to try anyway and laid the hammer down. Bring the pain.
My heart was ready to explode out of my chest, my legs were screaming at me... but OMG, that feeling is what I've missed for so long since my injury. Absolutely incredible. I didn't check my watch for time and just redlined the last 2 miles.
59:49
Today was a good day.
