I Probably Should Make My Blog Public again

Worst run ever.  I went out to run for 2 and Coach Harris shamed me into running more.  As I passed our starting point I really wanted to quit, but allowed myself to be pulled for about another mile.  I'm still guessing at the distance (still in Michigan).

I had to stop and walk at the end, otherwise I would've pooped myself.  No wonder I felt like crap (pun intended).

Kids, I know you've been there before.  Well so have I.  Not the first time that's happened.  Definitely not the last.

I was upset because at the 2 mi, I was right on threshold pace (9 min roughly), but then when I finished, my time was slow (34:30).  I thought this run was only 3.5, and didn't think that I had slowed so much.  But I was happy when I mapped it.  The extra .35 mile means I kept my pace throughout the run.

I'm having trouble figuring out my pace.  Most of my miles are at either threshold or marathon pace.  My slow time is too slow.  I need to run a race to figure my vdot, but I'm too lazy.  And "racing" by myself doesn't sound appealing either.

Ran 2.25 slow miles and then one threshold mile (9:10--8 seconds slow).

I'm still guessing as to my vdot, but I'm too lazy to go out and really run a 5K.  Last one I did, I stayed running with a friend.

I'm planning on going out again today for some repetitions (400s, I think), so I'll update again later.

Gotta love spring in Illinois.  It's Tornado Season!!  I decided against running to the track since the kids were sleeping, making it difficult to catch a ride in case the sky opened up on me, so I opted for running the same mile 3 times. 

When I left the house the sky was black to the north (I live on the edge of town, so I can see for miles to the north) so I didn't think I had too much time to run.  About 1.3 miles into the run, I felt the temp shift abruptly.  Love it when that happens.  By the time I finished, the blackness was no longer to the north.  I probably had time for some more mileage, but I didn't want to push it.

I missed my end time, but I ran about 9:15 pace for the first two and didn't feel any less effort on the 3rd.

First I must say last night I had a terrible night's sleep.  It took me awhile to actually fall asleep, and not long after, Caleb woke up crying.  After he was safely tucked back into bed, it again took me awhile to get back to sleep, and then Caleb woke up again.  I was too tired to put him back in his bed, so the rest of the night was all elbows and feet in my back, until the train woke me up at 5:47, just like always, even though the tracks are a mile from my house.  Argh.

This was my mentality upon waking:  the last thing I want to do is run.  I tried to tame my wild garden in the morning, my allergies are bothering me...I had so many excuses.

Then I sqeezed in a nap while the kids were sleeping, and I felt a litle better.  I still didn't want to run and put it off, even though Mr. Neitzel took the kids to the farm so I could get in a run, but I thought about Sasha encouraging me to run 6 days a week.  So I went out.

My run was an easy one.  Ran to the track, ran 1.5 miles on the track (faster 400 with slower 100--all 400s at 2 min or under), ran home.  Glad I went out.