RUN WITH PURPOSE // 6 MILE LONG RUN
I have to admit, leaving both of your long runs for the week until Friday and Sunday probably isn’t the best running strategy.
Then again, there is a rest day placed strategically in between there, so maybe it actually is a brilliant idea. Regardless, I went into both runs with quite different purposes, and had completely different experiences and outcomes. Friday, it was all about breaking in a new pair of running shoes and just getting used to running past the 3-4 mile mark while still having a semi-good time. And, working on pacing so I don’t end up getting too tired to early on. Although this run was a 20 seconds or so slower than my first outdoor 5 miler last Sunday, my pacing was much better. Miles 2-5 were pretty consistent in the 9:50 to 10:00 minute pace range. I’m still working on figuring out how to slow down my mile 1 time, so that it’s not in the 9:20s every single time.
It’s a work in progress, kind of like today’s 6 mile run. My first 6 mile run in 3 weeks. My first outdoor run over 5 miles since I don’t even know how long. Oh, and did I mention the fact that I had two sizable blood blisters on the back of both of my feet, forcing me to run in my oldest and most broken in pair of running shoes. I swear, this is the last shoe change I’m doing!! 3 pairs over the course of 7 days is just TOO MUCH CHANGE!! I could tell my legs just were not having it this morning, especially when it came to altering my route on top of all this other craziness. It might have only been a 3 or 4 block change compared to my normal (now sadly old) route, but it made a whole heap of a difference.
I started off fairly strong and confident, with a mile 1 time of 9:29.
My main purpose for this run was to survive the entire 6 miles without any type of emotional breakdown or blood blister popage; and to learn how to navigate some unfamiliar streets. That’s it. Not too intimidating or impossible. The rain and wind was actually a nice touch to things, considering I love running in the rain and had on too many layers for how humid it was this morning at 4:40 a.m. I did 2 whole laps around my new route, and things went pretty well. Not super fast or anything, but at a consistent pace where I didn’t feel like I was going to break down and give up before I hit 6 miles.
I definitely noticed a shift in moral, motivation, and pace once I hit the 3.7 mile mark. I really struggled a lot this morning getting up the two back to back hilly areas that I had to climb at that specific mile mark. All I could think about was how sore/heavy my legs felt, and just how slow I was moving. I knew running another 2.3 miles was perfectly doable, but I was also fully aware that it was going to come with some pain and “I REALLY WANT TO GIVE UP” moments. In a lot of ways, I feel like I let myself down this morning…even though I got 6 miles in in under an hour (barely).
With 4 previous outdoor runs under my belt, I expected a lot more out of myself pace and endurance wise. I had 2 miles that were over 10 minute pace. and my form also wasn’t anything to brag about either. I just sort of assumed that by now everything would be falling back into place. My legs would be adjusted to the unique challenges/obstacles that come along with running outside, and I’d be back to thriving during long, intense runs. Or, maybe things are actually going super well (all things considered) and I’m just being entirely to hard on myself. TBT, this time next week when I have more data and runs to over analyze.
Did I mention this is my first week getting over 20 miles in since like January something?! 22.4 sweat, rain, and tear filled miles. However, the cherry on top was lifting with a purpose and finally hitting 200 lbs. on back squats today. Purpose = Motivation+A detailed(ish) plan on how to reach your goals.