Apparently. After an emotionally charged weekend what do I decide to do to cap it off? Try to physically exhaust myself too. Luckily I had a hard interval workout on tap for this weekend. I wasn’t up for it at all on Saturday so around noon on Sunday I decided to tackle it and hope that a good painful (but in a good way) run was what was necessary to pick me up.
On tap: 3 X 3.3 miles. Boo! Hiss!
Ouch just to look at the workout. I typically only do 2 of the intervals (as do most normal and sane runners) but I was definitely going for the whole “glutton for punishment” vibe this weekend.
As far as how fast I wanted to run it, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hit the 6:29-6:43 tempo interval pace that McMillian thinks I can do based on WR, and while I’m in good shape, there was something just ON about my training last fall for WR….which speaking of….guess what I got in the mail over the weekend?
Holler. Between this piece of mail and my new Boston confirmation I should be rearing to go! Maybe not McMillian pace ready, but I thought that between 7:00 and 7:15 was reasonable for this workout. Oh man. Oh hubris.
How’d it go?
- Warm up
- 1st interval: 3.3 miles @ 7:19
- 2nd interval: 3.3 miles @ 7:28
- 3rd interval: 3.3 miles @ 7:32
- Warm down
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeh. My head was no where near being in this workout. I was very distracted, probably from my weekend, bu
t in all honesty I was about to write that I felt like I was pushing at my best. I wasn’t. Clearly with each interval being slower than the last. Normally I’m the opposite. No real excuses or anything but I probably could have kept my head in the game…
Is it bad to admit that this is on my iTunes?
That said, my legs did feel the burn and clearly fatigued throughout the workout. Which is what I wanted to do. I just wish that fatigue pace was a little faster that’s all. Too much to ask for? I know that all the life stuff that’s been crazy present in my life lately has been a huge factor in my training this cycle. Unlike previous cycles I’m not basing my life around my training but rather my training around my life. And at the moment some things (*cough*hanging out with my friends and having fun*cough*) are more important than, well I was going to say training but I’ve still be attempting my hard workouts, but things more of the sleep nature
And I don’t quite know how this post is going to come across. Because I have lots of emotions going on when I think about this Boston training and where my running is at right now. In the end, no matter how frustrated or upset or angry I am about not being as fast as when I was training for WR, I am much faster than this time last year when I was training for Boston. That’s still a very good sign. Just annoying that WR was so amazing that right now can’t really compare. It’s like karaoke-ing after the kid who is studying musical performance at grad school (true story from last week at karaoke!). No matter how good you are at singing (or training with my running right now) it’s not going to compare. Doesn’t mean that I’m not doing some good stuff but last time had all the stars aligned. We’ll see how zen I feel about it on April 18th though!