One run, two runs.

Sorry for the back to back posts.  This will be a short one.

This morning’s run was a tale of two runs.  When I woke up my allergies were in full force.  I couldn’t breathe, itchy, sneezy… all the dwarves except Doc.  It wasn’t raining but it was M.U.G.G.Y.  Gah…  Even with the cooler temps it was still a bit oppressive.  I took as much allergy medication as I knew my stomach would handle and sniffled my way out to the car.

The skies were so overcast that it was still pretty dark when we took off on a run called “Dave’s Devil”.  Named such not because it is a particularly tough run (one big hill) but simply because it is 6.66 miles… 😉  The dark did little to improve my mood but as soon as we started running my nose opened up and I could breathe again.  For this reason alone I really didn’t want to stop running.

This was really a tale of two runs.  The first half of this run was miserable.  I ran right up against the lead pack in the first mile.  It seemed like they were going slow.  I felt tired but was having no trouble hanging with them and then at about mile two, they took off and dropped me like a rock.  All I could do was put my head down and run.  The first small hill we hit felt like it was draining my energy but I also seemed to be catching some people that went out with the lead pack, so I stuck with it.  About half way through the run there is a BIG down followed by a BIG up.  Not so much in grade OR length, but a combination of just enough of both to be a challenge.  I lengthen my stride out on downhills and lean forward a bit to gain some free speed and this really seemed to be working for me.  I caught up to a group that is usually a little faster than me.  I figured they would drop me again on the uphill but somewhere about half way down the hill I seemed to all of a sudden feel better.  I had energy and legs.  I surged on the uphill and stayed right in the middle of them.  I was even able to pull away on the flat at the top of the hill without much effort and I didn’t feel winded.  The rest of the run was spent picking of those who went out a bit too fast.  We got to the top of the last hill before a big downhill to the finish and the skies opened up and began to pour on us.  But this only lasted a moment or two and by the time we got to the bottom of the hill it had stopped.  It didn’t matter anyway because about 1/4 mile into the run I was pouring with sweat and the rain actually felt good.

I finished just under 8 minutes per mile average.  This was a surprise since I felt much slower, especially in the first half.  It was nice to hear people saying I looked strong today.  Especially since it didn’t feel that way.

I think I will jump on the bike trainer tonight and just spin for an hour or so.  The weather is too sketchy today to get caught out in a downpour.  Besides, it’s momma’s night out so there really isn’t enough time for anything else.  I need to work really hard this week on the bike and then take it easy next week since I will be out for work most of it and it’s a taper week anyway.  My first open water triathlon is June 6th!

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