So, this weekend i had 4 miles scheduled for Saturday & Sunday. Woke up bright and early at 5:30am (thank you dogs) both days. Saturday's run was ok. I felt fatigued and didn't have a plan for my walk breaks - just did it for when i felt i needed to. My time turned out to be around 56:xx something (accidentally stopped my Garmin halfway through.)
For Sunday's run, i decided to do follow a run 2 song/walk 1 song type interval. This method worked really well for me (up until mile 4) and i think i may try this for my longer runs. If i can consistently stick to this, i think it will make my sub 3 dreams all that much more closer!
So, the run. Well if i am one thing, it is stubborn. As i stepped outside, it was humid - much more humid than AZ is used to. (Thanks, monsoon season.) I thought to myself "Eh, i don't need to bring my hand held."
This decision would come back and bit me in the ass.
The first mile, felt great. Worked out the kinks in my legs & stuck to the interval. 13:05
Second mile, still feeling good. Starting to get thirsty & sweating a lot more due to the humidity. 13:05
Third mile, feeling a bit sluggish. Extend the walk breaks a bit & take it slower on the running. Really, really want a drink of water. 13:23
The fourth mile should be titled "Abandon all hope ye who enter this mile." I was absolutely toast on this mile. I had visions of dancing Gatorade floating in my head. Really hating my stubbornness & decision to not bring water. The interval plan went to hell and i think i jogged for like, one minute. 15:00
When i got home, i chugged two bottles of Gatorade. Remember that movie All Dogs Go to Heaven & they had those clocks that once they stopped, their time was up? Yeah, i felt my clock was ticking down.
|I think i'd bawl if i watched this movie today. Loved it as a child.|
|This is what happens when you don't bring water.|
Anyways, fourth mile excluded, i felt good about this run & will definitely keep using this interval for my long runs!