Here I Come Penguins!

It's official after today's race I have decided to move to Antarctica. I don't know what the race time temperature was but it was very humid and at least in the 70s---the high today is supposed to be 86. First of all racing at 9 o clock in the summer is awful. I am an early morning runner and I run best when it's within my typical routine which doesn't involve mulling around 3 or 4 hours in the morning before I go out to run hard. Throw in the higher temps and sun you get at 9 o' clock versus 6 when I'm used to running and it's not too pleasant.

Well anyway today's 4 miler seemed fine warming up and at the start and I was OK in the first mile holding down a 5:49 pace which was the average I was more or less shooting for, though it was probably too fast given that the mile was uphill. In mile 2 I started to get a stomach cramp and just felt crappy, when I went through the downhill mile at 6:06 I sort of lost motivation. If I wasn't going to break my old 23:54 PR, it was very hard to find motivation in the heat. Mile 3 is by far the hilliest mile and I knew I wasn't going to hold under 6 minute pace which meant that I was probably going to have close in 5:40 for the last mile no matter how hard I was pushing in the third. Early in the third mile I saw a faster friend of mine who had decided to stop because of feeling sick in the heat and waited for me. At this point I decided just to run with him more or less and not to push it, there really was no point---it was just too hot, I felt crappy, and there was nothing much to gain. I cruised in the last two miles (and they still didn't feel too great!) and finished in just under 24:50 I think.

Yes that's right I ran faster by almost 20 seconds per mile in last weekend's 5K when I was in the middle of an 80 mile week and had more of a tempo run than race mindset. It was also almost ten seconds per mile slower than I ran 10 miles in April!

I've said I didn't care about what kinds of times I run in the summer and that's why I'm loading on all the mileage etc. but I thought with a little cutback this week I would do better than this. It was sort of disappointing, but at the same time I realize I made a decision somewhere around 2-3 miles that it wasn't worth pushing myself today. I mean I feel like hardly took anything at all out of my legs and I feel like I'm ready to enter another one of my three heavy weeks of training before a cutback week before my half marathon, which at least starts at 7 AM!

Anyway this is why I am moving to Antarctica (might I remind you my half PR was in 8 degree weather). I will send postcards and pictures with the penguins.