Still Plugging Along. Still trying to figure it out. One thing I’m trying to get a hold of is my Pace. It is ALL over the place. It is not reflected in the picture of my runs, but like peoples post’s on Facebook many times when you look a little closer everything isn’t as pretty as it seems.
Case in point.
This was last night’s run. On face value it looks like a beautiful run. Paces are on target. I’ve got some nice negative splits going. But when you look a little closer all is not as it seems.
This run started in the evening which on a normal day would mean that it was cooler. Not so much right now. It was still hot and the humidly was so thick that you could cut it. This was supposed to be just an easy and slow run. Started out accordingly. Once I got out there, I knew due to the heat I more than likely do a walk/run.
Now I admit that I don’t follow the plan accordingly for the walk/run method. Maybe I should. Maybe I won’t. One of the reasons is because I like to adjust my walk dependent upon the course. I would much rather run down the hill than up it. And I admit that part of me is digging my heals in a bit and really not wanting to embrace it. Not because I don’t think it’s a valid plan or there is anything wrong with it. It is 100% because it’s not a plan that I got to choose and was foisted upon me.
Heals dug in.
Not smart and I’m trying. Oh so trying to get my head out of the neither region and realize that this is me.
So here is what the truth of my pretty split run. I started out running. Did some walking. Then some running. Then some walking. Then some fast running trying to make up time. Followed by heavy breathing and walking. Pattern repeated.
This was not a smart run. My paces bounced all over the pace. I even sprinted at the end hitting a 7:39 pace. That, I admit, was fun and felt good. Not smart. I need to be smarter.
Yes, this type of running will fly when running 3 miles and I might even be able to do it for a half. But as everyone knows a Marathon is a whole different beast. As those who have been here for a while remember, I hit the wall and I hit it hard at the NYCM by running the first half like I didn’t have the second half to run. I even questioned Was It A Waste? Not a smart race. I was able to push through the wall and finish NY, but I honestly don’t know if my body could break through the wall if it hit it now.
I need to pull it all together. I need to give up this dream that I’m still going to pull a 4:30 in Chicago. Yes, it’s still there. Come on, you know I’m an optimist. I think this is what is my biggest problem is. I keep hoping that some how my body will fix itself and things will work again like they did before.
Plus I have forgotten how to hold a pace. I used to be able to run beautiful cut-down runs holding my pace within 5 -10 seconds of set pace. Practice makes perfect and I’m out of practice. I think that if I went out yesterday and ran the whole 3 miles at a 11:45 pace or slower that I could have run more consistently. Probably wouldn’t have needed to walk either. It’s harder than it sounds.
Now before you say, leave your watch at home. That’s not happening. I’ve also set it to where I can’t see the pace and that doesn’t help. This is just another step forward in the acceptance process of where I am and I’m still fighting it. Just because I know it, does not make it an easier.
One Day at a Time.
One Run at a Time.