It's that part of training where you feel pretty good, you KNOW you can run the distance and not die and where you're tired of planning long run routes.
Monday, I had my speed workout.
3 X (2 X 1200m with 2 min recovery) 4 minutes between sets
It looks long just reading it.
For some reason thinking of it as just 6 x 1200meters seemed so much more achievable.
The mind is a tricky thing.
Heather came out and ran with me (because she's awesome) so I had company. Company always makes running better:)
There was an amazing headwind on the back half of the track...and a strange absence of a tailwind on the other half:)
After the first two sets I was definitely tired and feeling a little "weird", but with just two left I kept going.
With one left I was a little concerned because I was pretty definitely feeling a bit shaky. I wondered if I should bag it or keep going...
Heather is almost 5 months pregnant so I decided to suck it up and keep running. Somehow it seemed unnecessarily wussy to quit when she was still out there.
When I finished that last (and slowest) Repeat I thought laying down on the track on my back seemed like an amazing idea...It really was.
The sky was clear and as I lay there I could see hundreds of stars.