I've been called many names. Stubborn is the one that comes to mind today.
I wanted to go on a 4-mile run, thinking that I was feeling up to it. I planned on a nice, 13:30 average mile pace - a bit harder than Monday's run but easier than normal.
I stopped at a 5k. Why? Because I went balls-out and tried to go back to my pre-marathon pace. Not only did I did it while in my recovery week, but I was attempting to do it in 90 degree weather. And during "Hell Week" - dress rehearsals, which mean staying at the theatre later and getting less sleep. Plus I drank maybe 10 ounces of water all day.
I need to take better care of myself, especially since I'm still recovering from the marathon.
Distance: 3.1 miles
Place: All around my neighborhood. Damn, was it boring.
Time: 39:02
Average pace: 12:37
Intervals: Jog 4 minutes, walk 1 minute (still easier than my jog 5 minutes, walk 30 seconds or my jog 1 mile, walk 30 seconds). See, I'm still kinda taking it easy.
Mile 1 - 12:16. Felt pretty damn good.
Mile 2 - 12:33. Still feel good, but getting tired.
Mile 3 - 13:11. Getting very tired and hot.
.1 - 1:01. Must stop. All of a sudden, I felt like I could go no more.
I walked another 1/2 mile home - in the very shiny and hot sunlight.
Tomorrow I'm going to aim for 5 miles.
Cheers!
2 comments:
Silly Erica. How about you do something wild & crazy? Something like, oh I don't know... actually REST maybe?
:)
the heat is horrid. even in the gym on the treadmill...be safe and drink more WATER!! :O)
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