5 FREEZING COLD MILES // NEW SHOES
My first run since last Friday, and even my GPS watch was not feeling the bitter cold temperatures.
Typically, the watch is connected and ready to go within 30 to 60 seconds of me stepping outside. This morning, however, it took at least 2 or 3 minutes…and I was just about ready to say screw it and run without it. As I stood in my pitch black driveway, shivering like crazy, I was full of nerves. How far would I be able to go? Why oh why had I thought it would be a good idea to run in brand new shoes (plus a brand I had never bought or run in) without breaking them in? Oh, and WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE SO FRACKING WINDY OUT MY FIRST RUN BACK POST SHOPPING SPREE???
I set out with zero idea as to how far or fast I would be able to run. I hadn’t gone more than a few blocks when it hit me that this run was definitely going to be longer than the typical 3 milers I have been doing on Mondays for the past several months. These new Champion memory foam shoes made me feel like I was running on clouds. On top of that, my legs were the freshest they have been since August after taking time off to *fix* my pelvis.
By far, the thing I was looking forward to most on this run (aside from testing out the new shoes) was jamming out to music. I hadn’t spent any time listening to music since my last workout on Friday (3 days ago). From the very start of my run, the music was on point…which is sorta rare considering I just put my entire musical library on shuffle for my runs and hope for the best. It was like, at every moment when I needed a certain song to keep me motivated and positive, I got the exact song I was hoping for.
Obviously, I didn’t expect to perform perfectly given the weather conditions and my short hiatus from running. Oh, and the 10,000 steps I walked at the mall on Saturday.
Did I mention I spent around 10 hours sitting on a bus between the ride to the mall and back? Even with taking another rest day yesterday, it still felt like at times that I had completely forgotten how to run. Anyhow, lap 1 went really well. I didn’t even feel the urge to cry when ‘Cry Pretty’ by Carrie Underwood came blaring through my ear buds. Then, right when I had to make the choice of whether to take another lap or head towards Main Street my iPod hit me with some Kelsey Ballerini music. At that moment, I knew I had to at least try for 5 miles.
There were definitely some moments during that second lap where I really regretted not just heading above the tracks, and shooting for a more manageable distance. Something like 3.5 or 4 miles, nothing too crazy. But, at the same time, I was on that runners high…and entirely too curious as to how these news shoes would impact my running form and pelvis+hips. As I was fighting the wind during that second lap, just trying to make some type of forward progress, I kept reminding myself that time didn’t matter for this run. All that mattered (to me at least), was getting through it without any falls or severe pain.
The mini hill felt about a thousand percent steeper than normal today. And, it took every ounce of self discipline in me to not stop for a break to catch my breath once I reached the top.
However, things got much easier when I realized that the wind would be blowing at my back for the first half of my trip down Main Street. This was also around the time that I sorta noticed some pelvis stiffness and pain. Not like, OMG IF I DON’T STOP NOW I’M GONNA DO SERIOUS DAMAGE PAIN, but like noticeable pain. I still felt like I was running well with good form though, so I figured I might as well keep going since I was only 1.5 or so away from 5 miles. Things didn’t get super bad until I was on the downward sprint towards the gym.
There is just something about downhills (even not that steep of ones) that my pelvis and hips HATE. So, as much as it pained me mentally, I made a conscious effort to take that part of my run at a slower, more controlled pace. When I finally hit the magical 5 mile mark, I obviously had to look at my watch right away. Way slower than I had anticipated, but at least I had gone the whole way without stopping or tripping over my own two feet.
After looking over my splits post workout, I am happy to say that my pace was pretty consistent for miles 1-3 and 5. All of those miles were around the 9:30 to 9:35 pace, which is pretty good all things considered. I blame mile 4’s embarrassingly slow time on the mini hill, because that thing just got the better of me today. I have no clue what tomorrow’s run or weather will bring. It might be a fast 3 miler or a slow as slow can be 6 miler. It really just depends on how well my legs recover from today’s run and how quickly I can adjust to running in these cold temps.