Probably NOT a brilliant idea on a day the forecast high is 90, but, whatever. IT seemed like a good idea at the time. So when I finally did drag myself out of bed, it was warm. Never the less, I had RUN on my mind and RUN in my heart and RUN is what I wanted to do ~ so it's what I did.
The sun was UP and SHINING when I started my 6 mile loop. How. Odd.
I knew I wanted to push the pace a little today, but admit to going out without a solid plan. I jogged a mile warmup while I thought about what I needed to do, what made the most sense, what I thought I could manage while also concentrating on knee tracking and form so my Witch Dr wouldn't have to kick my a** later this week.
I knew a TEMPO RUN (my favorite kind of speed workout, I admit) was probably out of my league ~ the form assignment would be hard to maintain for a steady state. And I don't know my own limitations, so a progressive run could turn ugly if I brought it too early, or... turn tepid if I didn't bring enough.
Repeats. Repeats were the solution. I knew I could manage to push the pace AND concentrate on form, because the recovery would give me time to reorganize myself after each hard effort. 800M repeats sounded scary seeing as I just (and I mean JUST) got off "restriction", so I ultimately decided to do 2 minute intervals (which worked out to 400's or so).
I'm too embarrassed to tell you exactly how it went down. I can't hold the pace I would like to hold for 2 minutes without REALLY struggling. Really. Really. REALLY struggling.
That said, I brought it for the 4 I managed, and figured that if I did 4 well it was better than doing 6 poorly. I hope that logic applies to training. Truly I do.
AND since it was Easter, when my 6 miles of bliss was over my daughter wanted to take my "easter outfit picture" ... funny how one person's torture is another persons bliss...
~Happy Easter ~