The difference between me and non-runners, my roommate told me this morning, is that I run even when I don’t want to. Today was one of those days. I woke up at 7 a.m. and the sun was shining. But the puddles visible from my bedroom window kindly reminded me of the 106 millimeters of rain we got yesterday. Surprising? Not in Halifax folks.
So, anyways, this morning I procrastinated as much as I could. I made some coffee and enjoyed my gulten free Chex cereal. At 9:30 I put on my new white and purple Asics, some black tights and a pink jacket. By the time I walked down my porch stairs, I was already in my therapeutic running bliss. But, my Asics no longer looked new.
I am training with the Running Room and we have a very specific schedule. This week our schedule was as follows:
Monday: OFF
Tuesday: 4K tempo
Wednesday: 4K tempo
Thursday: Clinic night and 3K steady run
Friday: OFF
Saturday: 4K
Sunday: 9K
But here’s the thing. When I run by myself (technically Tuesdays and Saturdays) I have two routes to choose from: a 5K and a 10K. The route I choose depends on my energy, time availability, and mood. Sorry Running Room- I’ve never been a perfect student.
So that’s the nitty-gritty of my training. But the point of this blog is entertainment and that’s easy because each run brings along its own amazements and amusements.
On Today’s particular run, I was going at a steady pace. I was consistently running at a pace of 5 minutes 20 seconds per Kilometer (5:20/K). The pace was tolerable but fast. At least for me: To the man who passed me three times in Point Pleasant Park I could’ve been crawling. But regardless, I was proud of my pace and held it for the entire 48 minutes.
When I had successfully finished 9K (I work Sunday morning, so I did my long run this morning instead) I started to walk home. Then, it dawned on me. To complete my goal of running the half marathon in under 2 hours I just have to maintain a similar pace as today’s run. And do the same distance. Twice. And a little more.
Piece of cake, right?
Anyways the point is I still have a lot of training to do.
The good news is my race is in February- That’s three months away. The bad news is my race is in February- It’s going to be cold.
At least it doesn’t rain in February. This morning, when I was less than a kilometer from my house, a car drove a little too close to the sidewalk and I got to sample the puddle water. Breakfast of a champion! Oh, the pleasures of running… I promise there will be more to come.
Until next run,
Remember, it’s love,
Running Romance
xx
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