42F, a few high clouds, patchy fog, lots of moonlight. General aerobic run, turned into unplanned speed work... I met up with some friends after about 5 miles of easy running. They were running up the Parkway and I went with them. (That's the Leg Builder Hill, only heading farther up, away from the direction I usually go on it. One could run over 3 miles total on that hill bottom to top.) These women are all faster than I am, but I figured it would be a Good For You experience. By the time we were halfway up the hill, I was in total oxygen debt. They weren't even working hard, chatting away like they had all the oxygen they could possibly want. >:( We ran a mile like that (my VO2 mile) and then I saw the time, panicked a little, and had to hurry back towards home. Calculating distances in my head, I became more and more concerned about the time. That became a mile and a half at about tempo pace. Well, I was thinking of doing some speed work this week anyway. The Turkey Trot is a week from Saturday. I figured I had better remind my lungs what "fast" is supposed to feel like. So I guess I can check that off. The rest of my week can just be nice easy miles. Abs & pushups later.
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