67F, wind SSE 6 mph, cloudy and humid. Good running weather. Ran 10.76 in 1:53:42, average pace 10:35 per mile, low heart rate and flat shoes. This beat my previous low heart rate best by 17 seconds per mile. One split was 10:16. Not sure where all the "speed" came from this morning but no complaints. I am still nursing my right ITB so I haven't done any speed work yet this week.
Two years ago yesterday I started training for a marathon. I have run a lot of miles since then, but it is kind of funny to look at my first entry:
Star Date 04.05.08, Christian Saturday, GMT 13:30 and GMT 16:30 -- Day 1
The alarm went off at 6:30. Not so fast, buckaroo. I turn over to catch a few more winks. Next look at the clock shows 9:30. Time for a new alarm clock. Dang, here it is Day 1 and I didn’t answer the bell.
I roll out and start walking around. Notice that the floor is a little cold. Check the computer and it is low 50s outside. Perfect running weather. The gods are smiling. I get dressed and head out.
I need to run 4 miles this morning in order to start a fairly steep ramp-up to merge into the mileage buildup schedule. 4 miles may not sound like a lot, but it is twice any distance I have run since I was 22 years old. I am apprehensive, but the weather is perfect.
There is a stiff head wind for part of the lap, then a tailwind. (I'm running laps, get it?) At lap two, I keep going instead of turning in. Just that one little thing creates a tinge of excitement. I am doing something new. After lap three, I am still feeling OK, and I head around once more. Lap four is a little iffy toward the end, but I stumble into the front door, and I am on my way, with a big assist from that Canadian cold front. No immediate ill effects. No dizziness, queasiness, pulled muscles or blisters. No crawling on the floor trying to catch my breath. Also no welcoming committee.
The crawling on the floor, dizziness, queasiness, blisters and pulled muscles came later. But I have enjoyed perfect running weather every day since the first day. |