I could pretend that the acceleration in today's run was because my legs felt so great. That would be a load of bull. I cranked up the TM because I wanted to finish and get the heck off of there. Period. I was supposed to go get an errand done this afternoon and thus left work an hour early. Couldn't do the errand, and knew it beforehand, but left anyway (I'd seen all my patients), and thus got to start the run an hour early. Not entirely good (it was the warmest in the fitness room I've ever seen), but got it over with and finished before Pam even got home from work (although she DID stay a little late).
Having said that I just wanted to get that run over with, the legs did feel a little better once I got to about MP+5%. Feet didn't feel that great though; wouldn't say they hurt, they just felt weird, almost like I was running barefoot. Abs were mildly bothersome, but again I forgot about them as the run went on and other physical issues intervened.
This puts me at, what, 29 miles for the week, with another 22 or so to go, so on track for a 50-mile week. I remember a year ago, looking at training plans that topped out at maybe 47 mpw and saying to myself "I can't possibly run 47 miles in a week, nor do I want to." Well, here I am -- 48 last week, looks like 51 this week, on my way to 61 in a month or so. | 