When I started running all I wanted to do was run 5K. Now I am just 5K short of running a half marathon.
Last Sunday I ran 14K in about 82 minutes. That's getting pretty close to a half marathon in slightly over two hours, ten or so minutes below my goal of 2'15". I felt good after the run and figured I could go further.
On Tuesday, we ran to the recycling depot and back along the old highway. On Thursday, we ran Butze - twice! That was my first feeling of failure. The day hadn't been a good one for running - worked a lot in the garden, ate at the wrong times, a hotter than usual day - so I was already struggling before I took a step. I managed to get around the first loop ok but doing the loop a second time, I ran out of energy when we reached the hills heading back. For the last 15 minutes, I walked more than I ran.
Butze is brutal so I shouldn't have felt too bad, but I was worried about today's 16K run.
I was fine until the 12K mark and then I felt the need to slow down. I tried to keep up with Gail and Mike but there was no way that was possible. I clocked in at just over 95 minutes which is still under a 6 min/km but I am not sure how much further I could have gone today. I shouldn't (and won't) get discouraged - yet. At this pace, I need to run the last 5K in 40 minutes to beat my goal which I should be able to do even if I to walk for half of it.
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