“Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after the other”
~Walter Elliot (Think Exist)
So… this week started out great, but went down hill from there. Tuesday I ran 4mi at 12min run – 1min walk intervals. Did great. All miles under 18mins, & without even trying I ran each mile faster than the last. I’ve run one mile faster than a previous mile, but I have never gotten faster on every mile. I ran the last mile 42.3secs faster than the fist mile. GO ME! Then Thursday came…
1/2mi walk, 4mi x 12/1 run-walk intervals, 1/2mi walk =1:35:47.9
Mile 1: 17:57.4
Mile 2: 17:49.9
Mile 3: 17:34.1
Mile 4: 17:15.1
Average Pace: 17:39.1, 3.39mph
Best. Run. Ever. (for me) Really excited to see the under 18min miles coming more consistently. I’m feeling very can-do about my 15min pace for the HM in April.
1/2mi walk, 3/4mi run, 1/4mi walk=21:43 (last mile only)
FAIL. This run was just another one thing after another run, which collapsed. It was a lot of lack of prep/forgetfulness on my part, along with ignoring what I know about myself – routine. routine. routine. I decided to take some smart advice & instead of doing the 4mi every day, to run 3mi one day of the week. Okay, I’ll try it, it makes a lot of sense, but I know where this could go. I also decided since I was only doing 3mi, I would add another loop to my route that would add a hill. Then I forgot my water. When I got to the park & realized I didn’t have my water, I had the first mental flag planted this was not going to go well. I decided to try it though & see how far I could get, also I had forgotten my running towel & thought it would be nice to run without holding anything. Then at about a half mile, my mp3 player died because I forgot to charge it again. Then about 3/4 of a mi in, on the extra loop, I started really flagging. I couldn’t understand how I was already dragging & I wasn’t even 1mi in or had gotten to any of the hills. Then it hit me… I didn’t have my pre-run snack. Not only had I not had my snack, I hadn’t eaten much all day. Mental flag #2. I decided to keep pushing, but I was coming apart. I got close to the bottom of the big hill, & when I looked up at it & thought about what it felt like to run up it even when I was prepared, that was it. It all fell apart & I decided to walk out the rest of this loop & go home. I told myself I would come back the next day.
Worked on my novel, but I did tell myself I would go Sunday.
So that was my running for the week. One good day, one attempted day, & a lot of broken promises. However, the week is over. I’m ready to shake it off & start fresh on Tuesday. I’m just going to run 3’s this week since I have my 5K on Saturday (yay). I participated in my first #RunChat tonight, so I’m all pumped to run again. One of the questions was when did you first really feel like a runner, & I responded about duct taping my blister so I could run. I got a couple of replies about that being hard-core, so of course I really felt like shit because I’d let my runs for the week fall apart over one bad day.
I’m working on a racing shirt for Saturday, but I haven’t been able to find a shirt to make it with. The funds are too low to buy a new shirt & when I went to Goodwill today I couldn’t find one big enough. I found a few that fit me, but I want something loose that doesn’t hug my boobs & long enough to cover at least part of my butt. I’ll have to dig around in my stash here & see if I have a plain shirt that will work. I know I have some in colors, but I really want white so the design will show up better & I won’t have to worry about what colors I use. Oh well, I will use what I have & be grateful I have a mega craft stash!
So… any crappy running stories to make me feel better?