So I’ve had a lazy week. Took Monday off, as a test of my heart rate showed that I was still recovering from Saturday’s run. Gale force winds on Tuesday made sure I didn’t run in the morning, (poor excuse, I know) and I played an early evening action cricket game, so couldn’t get a run in then. Wednesday is time trial day, and there is no way I was going to miss that. I figured that I’ve had a few days of rest, my legs will be fresh, and I’ll hopefully go sub 32 minutes for the 8km.
I hadn’t been feeling fantastic on Wednesday, thought I might have a bit of a cold, which would be disappointing. So I thought I’ll check my heart rate when I warm up, and if it’s higher than normal, I’ll take it easy over the run or stand back and help Joey time keep. (Poor guy has ITB, and can’t run)
Well the heart was fine, and I set out at a solid 4 min/km pace, and tried to hold it as steady as possible. It’s an interesting pace for me, as it’s just slightly faster than comfortable, but more manageable than 5km pace. I went through 5km at 20:04, perfect I thought. I maybe went a little too fast between kilometers 5 and 6, running the km in 3:56, because as I went through the 6km mark, I was finished! There was no way I could hold this pace through to 8km, I thought to myself. Hobbling all the way to 7km in 4:05, my mind suddenly switched. I suddenly had all this energy! I even managed a sprint for the last 50 odd metres. My final time, 31:42, very happy with that, and the last km? 3:35. Sometimes, being lazy and not running, can help.
Add New Comment
Thanks. Your comment is awaiting approval by a moderator.
Do you already have an account? Log in and claim this comment.
Add New Comment
Trackbacks