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THE GOOD TIMES KEEP ON ROLLIN'

THE GOOD TIMES KEEP ON ROLLIN'

I was honestly a little disappointed by my performance on yesterday’s 3 miler.

Sure, my legs were probably super sore/burnt out from Sunday’s 4 miler and 170 lb. max out on back squats…but that’s no excuse! Anyhow, I definitely hit somewhat of a wall after the first mile. Which, I felt but noticed a whole lot better on the Strava read out from my run. It was like switch flipped inside of me after like the first mile and I just could not pick the pace up. Plus, at some point I had some breathing issues, which is super weird since it was actually cold out.

On top of that, I waited WAY TOO LATE to pick up my pace and go for a record breaking fast time. Like, until the last 1/2 mile late. Which, is probably because the mini hill is still a force to be reckoned with. No matter how hard I try or how much I tell myself it’s just a “little” hill, it always gets me, and then I spend my whole main street loop just trying to get my breathing back to normal while also pushing the pace. It’s a complicated process. I just really need to get healthy again so I can limit these short/speedy runs to once or maybe twice per week. I NEED TIME AND DISTANCE TO BUILD MY SPEED UP.

That brings us to today’s fan-freaking-tastically-awesome run.

4 miles: take 2…ACTION. This 4 miler blows that first one right outta the water. It was spectacular the times I was able to hit (and also that I didn’t manage to fall on my face/run off the sidewalk in the dark). I didn’t even hit my normal wall that I usually hit at mile 2 where I really just start to hate running these shorter runs and regret busting my butt for that first mile. Nope. None of that nonsense this morning. It was all fun and smiles and jamming out to Eric Church. MY SECOND MILE WAS ACTUALLY A GOOD 5 SECONDS FASTER THAN MY FIRST ONE!!!

I ran with heart and strength and a whole lotta “I’m really stressed/having withdrawals from my long runs…why does 4 miles not seem long enough” thoughts. That last mile or so was probably the funnest, even though my chest was on fire and my breathing was super heavy and I just really wanted to be done ASAP. Still, I was able to smile and laugh and sing along to my current favorite song, ‘Record Year’ by Eric Church. Oh, and I even managed to have a semi decent final mile time of 9:11. I could definitely get used to these 4 milers, if somebody would medically clear me to ditch the 3 milers because I just get way too competitive with myself. AVERAGE PACE FOR TODAY’S 4 MILES: 9:14…a whole 8 seconds faster than Sunday’s run.

WHAT INJURED PELVIS?!

Yeah, that’s what I’m thinking too. Especially when you consider that I have been able to run fast times consistently, today being my 11th run back. To me, that is crazy. Hogwash. Not even conceivable given how shitty, on/off my times have been for basically THE ENTIRE SUMMER. How is it that just a short break and a huge scale back on mileage could improve my times/level of pain this much? Must be something in the water. Or the beer. Yeah, definitely that.

No, I’m not gonna take this as a sign to take all restrictions off and go right back to my beloved 6-9 mile runs…although I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted to do that. No. This is just proof that I need to follow the plan. Slowly add mileage each week, and never ever run those millions of dreaded hills from my old route. No more. Anything more than the mini hill and I will probably end up injury myself again because I don’t know how to run like a normal person up or down hill. I will just have to work on getting creative once I get back up to the 6s and 7s as far as how to avoid the hills while still racking up mileage.

Let’s all take a minute to appreciate how hard running 4 miles can be…and how ungodly difficult it’s going to be when to run 8 or 9 miles when I finally get there in 4 or 5 weeks. I am sure it won’t be pretty!

A 5 MILE JOURNEY // SUNDAY FUNDAY

A 5 MILE JOURNEY // SUNDAY FUNDAY

4 MILES STRONG

4 MILES STRONG