AM: (10 miles, 1:26:22). 30:10wu/26:23cd (misnomer, there was nothing cool about this run). 4 mile SS run (7:16-7:28). WHINER ALERT (sorry, stop here if my whining gets on your nerves). It was 89F and sunny ... so I knew I was going to have to modify my expectations for my run today. Then, on my way down to the track I noticed how freaking windy it was - I hadn't checked the weather before I left the house because, I knew it was hot and I didn't want to psych myself out. I could tell it was bad (after I got home I checked and it was 15mph) -- double whammy for a run. I estimated 4-5 secs/mile for the heat and about that much for the wind too. Anyway - this wasn't my fastest workout, I would not even say it was my best workout, but it was a GREAT mental workout. Since I am not even training right now I knew I wasn't going to kill myself to hit a "pace" - so I just concentrated on running by effort ... every lap I adjusted and readjusted my rhythm to the conditions, how hard it felt like I was running, and how far I had left to run (great simulation for races - I think). I can't tell you how much I dreaded turning into the back stretch every freakn lap -- the wind was fierce and I had to really concentrate to keep up effort while not fighting into it (since I knew that would only deplete my energy even more, and I was already depleting with every lap because it was so horribly hot). I looked at my watch the first 400 meters of every mile just to make sure I was not running too fast, and then I just concentrated on making it through the workout: 7:35, 7:24, 7:24, 7:21. Then ... after all this, I still had a 3 mile run home -- 2.5 miles uphill (it wasn't pretty ... that is all I can say). IT IS OVER! yea. And, it supposed to be cooler today (106F yesterday, only 100F today? I hope I can drag my sorry behind out for a run in the heat tonight). PM: (4 miles as easy as I can possibly run). I hope you all have a wonderful day today - sorry about the whining. I am done now, and grateful I can run, that I am in good enough shape not to kill myself doing it, and just plain lucky as lucky can get.
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