Races always evoke some dread about pain that will come. But we can’t escape the fact that the more discomfort we accept in a race, the faster we will run. Successful racing means courting the pain.
This afternoon, my dad and finally made it to the track for some SPEED WORK! As you may know…the track is my favorite and it felt good to be back
I decided since I was there, I might as well go for it…
The Workout: 3 x 1600 (w/ 400 meter walk in between each)
*1 mile warm up
*Splits: 5:52, 6:10, 6:19
I didn’t know what pace to shoot for, but I knew my goal for this workout was to run them all at a 6:00 min pace. Obviously I went out too fast, but I think that goal time is somewhat realistic for me. Apparently I need to learn to pace myself again. It was also 5pm and 85 degrees when we were out there so I am a happy runner
When I got home, Dan had a present for me!
Cooper approves. He said he got them as a thank you for all I do around the apartment. He is the best. He said he was going to fasten a fake ring to them but there weren’t any laces. **The last time he got me shoes, this happened**