I’ve said this before, and I will keep saying it. Intervals scare me. Running at a pace faster than easy is scary. Do they ever not scare you? If they stop scaring you, does that mean you aren’t trying anymore? So many questions.
I had 8 x 400m on the cards for Tuesday. I didn’t really want to run, but thought I needed to do it. It sounds easy. I’ve run 12 x 400m before, almost died, but I’ve done it. I’ve even run 8 x 400m. I mean, just last week I ran 6 x 5 minutes, which equated to about 6 x 1000m.
But I start worrying that I have to run around an 8 minute mile. I mean, it’s meant to be my 5k time. But that 5k was run over 2 years ago (!!) Probably need to sign up for another one!
Yes, I over think things. That’s two miles at a fast pace. But then I think it over even more. Pfft, I’ve run 2 miles at an 8 minute mile pace before. And this time I only need to run a quarter of a mile, then I get a whole quarter of a mile rest! Easy.
I had a coffee.
I put on my running clothes.
It really was that easy. I wanted to take a break at the halfway point, but thought if I take a break I’m going too fast. I tried to keep it around the 7:55-8:00min/mile pace, but as you can see below I obviously have no idea how fast that is. I did go too fast, but it’s ok – I didn’t stop, I kept going. (Well, that’s a lie, I had to stop after the first one to quickly sort out my hair, but that’s ok). I should probably dial back on my pace, so that is something I will try to work on, because there is no way I could have kept going with more repeats after that last one.
So, they shouldn’t scare me. But they do. And I hope they continue to scare me. Because then, hopefully, I will keep caring and keep wanting to improve.