My goal for the pace of my tempo run today was between 8:00 and 8:30. I decided to try for quarter between 2:00 and 2:05.
Here are my mile splits.
8:15--I was very pleased. I was trying to keep the pace quick, but not impossible.
7:59--I messed up. I didn't realize I was going faster on my third and fourth quarters.
8:09--Fatigue started to set in. I tried to remind myself that I didn't have to push it, just keep it steady. During the last quarter, I got angry. Up head was another park maintenance truck. My thought was, "Don't they realize I am trying to get my tempo run in!!! How dare they force me off the path!" As the truck passed flinging sand everywhere, I remembered that it's the truck that keeps the path cleared of snow and ice. I am grateful for the cleared path. I will never have evil thoughts about the park maintenances truck again. (Lately, I've been the biggest hot head. I am grateful my husband is still speaking to me.)
So, my three mile tempo run turned out well, 24:23. I didn't feel as tuckered as I did after Saturday's tempo run. The temperature was 15 degrees; the wind chill was 6. The light snow wasn't a big deal. Only two snowflakes flew in my eye. | 