Ran ten on Saturday. Better in retrospect than at the time, though my legs are really dead, especially after I ran 5.5 with Jessica today. In fact, everything below my hips hurt right now … knees, calves, ankles.
But looking back it was a lovely run. RunTex Riverside to Lake Austin Boulevard, up Exposition to 35th and back. 8.26 and 8.25 on the first 2 miles, 6.25 and 6.20 on the last two, and 42.30 in between. Or thereabouts. Pretty much all ran togther on the way out, then runner/rocker dude attacked some hills on the comeback and was starting to leave me when he pulled up abrubtly.
Those last two miles were death. Just a blur of breathing and turn-over. I kept feeling myself let up, want to stop and quit, but everytime I did I forced myself to pick up the pace (which really meant “maintain” the pace). The last mile was especially tough. I really wanted to run negative split and it was all I could do to pick ’em up and put ’em down. I really had to focus on trying to keep a fast turnover. Hell, I had to focus on trying to keep any turnover. My legs had little in them by that point. But it was a good mental test. And I really liked that run. And this was a boring blog.
Oh yeah, I was up late on Friday night (maybe contributing to some saturday run fatigue?) moving gilbertsgazelles.com to a new server. Have I ever mentioned that email systems are the bane of my existence both at work, at home and everywhere else? Seriously, only Beelzebub himself could tolerate wrangling email.
