I woke up at 4 feeling like half of my face/head had been filled in with cement. (I think my sinuses are trying to tell me something.) As I was going about my usual morning "routine", I saw a post on Facebook that really spoke to me:
per·se·ver·ance /ˌpɜrsəˈvɪərəns/ - noun. 1. Steady persistence in a course of action in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement.I made the decision to PERSEVERE despite discouragement and go out for a run before the sun graced the sky with light. (It helped that I also saw another post saying how "beautiful" it was outside this morning.) I should have checked the weather instead of taking someone's Facebook word for it... When I walked outside, the air felt thicker than my nasal passages. I thought I was going to have to take a machete with me on the run to make a path through the air it was so thick. (I found out later, the humidity was 95%!!) Again, I made the decision to PERSEVERE despite the obstacle.
I started running, remembering to behave in accordance with a decision previously made....and "everything" hurt. I haven't had that sensation in a while. With the very first footfall I knew it was NOT going to be a feel-good run. It was at that point that I was extremely grateful to have seen the post.
per·se·ver·ance /ˌpɜrsəˈvɪərəns/ - noun. 1. Steady persistence in a course of action in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement.Yeah, yeah....okay. I determined to persist despite the discouragement I was feeling. I couldn't breath. I hurt (not like an injury hurt, but like a whiny child complaining about being forced to do chores). And...my conversation with Daisy the other day (the one I haven't talked about yet) came back to mind. (I'll post on that as soon as I have it all processed in my head. Well, that might take a while, I'll say I'll post on that soon.)
Anyway...I jogged slowly trying to keep in mind that once I got warmed up it WOULD feel better...at least that's what I was trying to tell myself. On my marathon training plan, today's run was supposed to be 30 minutes and include some speedwork in the middle 10. So, I obliged and did some intervals of faster running with 30 seconds walking in between. ((That isn't really what the plan called for, really I was supposed to speed up for the middle 10 with a steady, faster, pace...but I knew that wasn't going to happen today, so I did what I think is the next best thing.))
After 10 minutes, I slowed down for a 10 minute cool down. That was the best part of the run. What's really funny is that I thought I had slowed down to the same pace I had started with in the warm up....but, no, actually, I sped up by a little over a minute a mile!! Not only that, my "sprints" got progressively faster each time in that middle 10 minutes.
THAT is the power of speed work....and hills for that matter.
When it was over, I was glad I had done it....but it still didn't feel good.
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