It’s inevitable. At some point, you are going to have a run that sucks no matter how many variables point to the fact that it should be great. The humidity was low this morning, the temperature was in the low 70s, I ate well all day yesterday, and yet this run still sucked. My legs were aching and felt like lead. I think Mrs. Potatohead has revisited me an exchanged my flexible legs for some ones made of stone or steel. She’s sneaky like that!
Today’s run was supposed to be a total of five miles, with 3 at an easy pace, and two at marathon pace. A marathon pace is only called a marathon pace when that is your goal distance for a race. I am training for the Richmond Marathon in November, and my marathon pace is a 9:30 minute/ mile. This is equivalent to a 4:09 total race time. That’s a 4 hour and 9 minute goal. If you are training for a 5k, your goal pace would be called your 5k pace. This pace should be calculated based on the amount of time within which you would like to complete your race.
I met my marathon pace requirements today, but it was a challenge. My miles were as follows: 9:38, 9:47, 9:25, 9:16, 10:25, and 4:32 for the last .49 for a total time of 53:06 and a total distance of 5.49 miles.
Some days the run is going to suck even though everything says it shouldn’t. What matters is that you got out there and ran. You’re still lapping the people on the couch. Dream it. Work for it. Live it up!
Live. Love. Run!