10:00 a.m. 13 mile progression run - of sorts. I'm not a happy bunny. In fact, I'm hopping mad. I took the Garmin out for a twirl today and discovered that my 14 mile run was a paltry 13 miles. Furthermore, or I should say, shorterless, I''m not as fit as I thought I might be. Here's the mile splits:
1. 7:37 2. 7:27 3. 7:29(incl stop for jimmy riddle) 4. 7:13 5. 7:00 6. 7:02 7. 6:49 8. 6:55(brutal 84 foot climb) 9. 6:43(long pull) 10. 6:28 11. 6:12 12. 6:14 13. 8:39(cool down).
Although miles 7 through 9 were climbing, I thought miles 10 through 12 would have dipped under 6 pace; not so. And I have to admit, mile 12 was hard work - I wasn't bleeding out of my eyes but I felt like a rabbit being chased by Glenn Close. Mile 11 was downhill.
As I was building up to 100mpw I often did 5/6 mile progressions where I'd be touching 5:10ish pace towards the end of runs (probably, if I'm honest, the last half mile or so), so I'm a tad disappointed with today, even though it's a longer run. Ho hum.
So, I now have a better idea of where I am and what I have to do. First off, I've got to read my Garmin correctly when I measure runs. I must eat more carrots and I need to take 1 mile off my weekly mileage totals for the last few weeks - that hurts. Secondly, getting fit isn't about writing schedules and giving it the big chat and plodding out miles (although plodding out miles is part of it). I've got to make sure that I work hard in the workouts - I don't mean mam-be-pam-be breathing hard, I mean working gut-wrenching hard and staying focussed.
Is it possible for a 48 year-old man who abused his body for years with bad food, booze and smokes to run a 'decent' marathon off 18 months training? Time will tell... so long as some spiteful rabbit doesn't bite me and give me some rare form of human myxomatosis - because then I'd really be bleeding out of my eyes...,
6:00p.m. - 6 miles easy. First two were very sluggish but then came the strangest metamorphosis (no, I didn't suddenly turn into a fly - with apologies to Kafka). Over the final four miles I felt strong and as though I were running more economically or more efficiently. Bizarre. I thought I would have been trudging along feeling wibbly wobbly, but no. Anyway, I'll see how I go tomorrow on the back of my highest mileage day so far. An 8 and a 6 tomorrow and for Russ, I'll keep the write ups short and sweet:) but I'll be running with carrots to throw at crazy leg biting bunnies. |