I’ve decided with this training run I just need to get outside and put in the miles. I’ll cover the miles needed. If I hit my paces – that’s fantastic. If I don’t, well as long as I’m trying that is all that counts.
This way of thinking actually got me out the door this morning.
I knew I was going to wake up early and have coffee with my husband. I knew that he was leaving at 7:30 in the morning, and that if I wanted to beat the heat I should be coming back from my run at around this time. However, having not spent any amount of time with him over the last three months, I wanted to sit and chat with him. I knew it would be warm when I started. I knew that the humidity would be high. I thought about putting off my run until the afternoon/evening, when the breeze comes up a little and the humidity has died down. I then thought about how at the end of a marathon it would be warm. What if it decided to be unseasonably warm during my fall/winter marathon? I decided to head outside.
Speed work was on the cards. 5 x 1000m. With it already being around 79F, and 84% humidity, I didn’t want to worry about my paces. I thought as long as I’m going harder than an easy pace for those intervals, I’m getting the job done. I decided to ignore my watch, and not look at my paces.
I’m not in my pace range for a 3:50 marathon, but for a 3:55-4:00 I hit it! The heat got to me for the last few, but I can only wonder if I looked at my watch and saw the first three splits, would I have been able to push on a little more?
No matter what, I nailed it! And thank god, because that run was TOUGH!
Let’s hope my tempo run later this week feels a little easier than this one!