Last week was the week of speed for me. It might not be fast compared to many, but in my book…it was pretty darn fast. Let’s start with the Tuesday night speed workout.
It was a rainy night, but I was so sick of the treadmill, so I threw on a hat. It was also already dark out, so I put on my new head lamp. Doesn’t everyone ask their boyfriend for a head lamp for Christmas?
Not very many people were at the workout. I guess rain and darkness don’t really appeal to too many people. But boy, am I glad I went out. The beauty of group workouts is that you are inspired by the other runners. On Tuesday I was running with two other girls. One was about my pace, but the other was faster. We were supposed to run three 1 mile loops. We got 30 seconds between each mile. Each mile was supposed to get progressively faster. I was supposed to run around 8:50 to start. Well….that didn’t happen.
….8:35. Then, we ran 8:20. And then, we ran………8:08.
I have never run an 8:08 mile in my entire life. It felt good, well actually no. It felt awful, but then when I was done it felt amazing.
Well, after that workout, I left thinking. Maybe I am faster than I think. What if I am holding myself back mentally? What if my body is capable of so much more?
On one of my easy runs, I decided to push it a little. Not too crazy, just a little. Check out those splits! Maybe I am not a 10:00 miler after all. I am feeling really inspired right now.
I have decided to embark on a new journey. The journey to end the 10:00 miles. (I make the exception of allowing them for long runs…for now.) And so…the journey begins.