Ah
summer. The time that I retreat to my treadmill like so many
Northerners do when the ice & snow hits. But yesterday I figured it
was high time I get my butt outside. Scattered thunderstorms were in
the forecast and I thought I might be able to snag some cooler
temperatures if I ran at the right time.
Ha!
While I was driving to the Greenway, the clouds parted and the evil sun came out to play. As soon as I hit the path, I regretted not bring my fuel belt. Or did I? It was so hot that the extra fabric and weight might have been not worth the uncomfortable ride.
But I settled soundly into my first mile, feeling gleeful to fully stretch my legs after a few weeks (gulp!) of treadmill running. 7:59.
By the second half of mile 2, the adrenaline bubble popped and the heat bore down. I contemplated taking my tank top off, but decided it was going to annoy me if I had to carry it/wear it tucked into my shorts. 8:13.
Mile 3 was intense. There was a good bit of sun exposure and running next to the water made it feel like sauna. I back off my pace, taking shorter strides and trying to remind myself I still needed some gas left in the tank. 8:19
At the halfway point, I soaked my hat and part of my tank in water. I stood at the water fountain for about a minute, gulping water (Garmin was clicked off). Feeling a bit refreshed, I started to head back. 8:18
Mile 5 I started to do a little fartlek to stay under an 8:20 pace. I'd speed up and recover, trying to hover around that 8:20 mark. By the end of the mile, any residual effects from the wet hat and water pit stop were gone. 8:16.
Mile 6 was good. My fartlek game got more intense. I was full on sprinting for 1/10ths of a mile with a bit longer recovery. The speed got me riled up and as soon as I recovered, I wanted to go again. 8:06.
With the last mile, I waivered between a cool down mile and full on speed racer mode. The sky got suddenly dark. I recovered for a short while and then went into puke mode running for the last half mile.
My lungs burned and my stomach climbed into my chest. I felt so elated when I stopped. 7:53.
Total of 7.02 miles in 57:15, average 8:10 pace.
Now, this is nowhere near a great run for me timewise. I was banging out 10 milers just 'cause last fall with an easy sub-8:00 pace. But when I got to the car, I checked the weather. Real Feel of 111F!! I rechecked it about 3 times because I couldn't believe it. I mean, I was hot, but jeez!
Ha!
While I was driving to the Greenway, the clouds parted and the evil sun came out to play. As soon as I hit the path, I regretted not bring my fuel belt. Or did I? It was so hot that the extra fabric and weight might have been not worth the uncomfortable ride.
But I settled soundly into my first mile, feeling gleeful to fully stretch my legs after a few weeks (gulp!) of treadmill running. 7:59.
By the second half of mile 2, the adrenaline bubble popped and the heat bore down. I contemplated taking my tank top off, but decided it was going to annoy me if I had to carry it/wear it tucked into my shorts. 8:13.
Mile 3 was intense. There was a good bit of sun exposure and running next to the water made it feel like sauna. I back off my pace, taking shorter strides and trying to remind myself I still needed some gas left in the tank. 8:19
At the halfway point, I soaked my hat and part of my tank in water. I stood at the water fountain for about a minute, gulping water (Garmin was clicked off). Feeling a bit refreshed, I started to head back. 8:18
Mile 5 I started to do a little fartlek to stay under an 8:20 pace. I'd speed up and recover, trying to hover around that 8:20 mark. By the end of the mile, any residual effects from the wet hat and water pit stop were gone. 8:16.
Mile 6 was good. My fartlek game got more intense. I was full on sprinting for 1/10ths of a mile with a bit longer recovery. The speed got me riled up and as soon as I recovered, I wanted to go again. 8:06.
With the last mile, I waivered between a cool down mile and full on speed racer mode. The sky got suddenly dark. I recovered for a short while and then went into puke mode running for the last half mile.
My lungs burned and my stomach climbed into my chest. I felt so elated when I stopped. 7:53.
Total of 7.02 miles in 57:15, average 8:10 pace.
Now, this is nowhere near a great run for me timewise. I was banging out 10 milers just 'cause last fall with an easy sub-8:00 pace. But when I got to the car, I checked the weather. Real Feel of 111F!! I rechecked it about 3 times because I couldn't believe it. I mean, I was hot, but jeez!
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