Distance: 4.5 mi
Time: Speed work
Man! My legs felt like crap! I ran… fast… for me. I averaged 1:32 quarters and a 3:06 half. But it sure didn’t feel like it. I kept checking my watch to see if it was working. We are supposed to run a timed mile in a couple of weeks. If I can get under 7 minutes I will be THRILLED! yep… just gonna take off my shoes and leave them in the middle of the track, ’cause I’m done. Nothing more to prove.
Unless, of course, I get under 6:30… Then I will wonder if I can’t get under 6… and so it goes… *sigh* Thus is the curse of the runner. Hyperselfcompetitive disorder… Don’t care what I do against anybody else, but every step forward makes me wonder if I can’t go one more… faster… I’m gonna kill me doin’ this… But at least I’ll die happy (if not speedy…)!