Even though the result of the St. Anthony’s race was not my fault, I couldn’t help but feel both embarassed and disappointed that I could not race after all that preparation. To the point that, because I was on a taper week before the race, and then didn’t end up racing, I had not worked out in over a week. I was already feeling lethargic and complacent. The same bad, nasty habits that have plagued me for the last 10 years or so creeping back in and settling down so easily, like a long lost family member come home to stay.
Last night I FORCED myself out of the house for a run … I even made the effort to go to the park so I would not be tempted to quit early running around neighborhood. I felt ok getting out of the car, set my GPS watch, waited far too long for the satellites to acquire, then headed out on my 1×1 splits routine figuring I could get in a couple of miles.
After one mile I felt really good. My pace was actually under 12:00 (very good for me since my average at this point is usually between 15 and 16 minutes. No aching shins. A slight back soreness but not to the point that I had to stop, so I thought I’d try to get in a 5k distance and see how I did. I was still walking parts, more like a 2×1 split, but both my running and walking portions were at paces much better than normal.
I ended up doing in in 44:37 and an average pace of 14:07. Now, I know that is slow in comparison to some of you reading this, but recall that 6 weeks ago my average pace was in the 17-18 minute range, and when I started in January it was in the 20:00 range. It’s a marked improvement.
Probably due to the layoff to some extent, but I was feeling very good about the progress last night, and actually elevated my mood a bit. Dropped almost 2 pounds this morning also, which is great for one day. Now if I could only get ONE call back so I can find a job I would be great.