Today was one of those runs where I had to force myself to Slow The F down. To relax. To do what my body wanted me to do. To not try to keep up with the group. To do my own thing. I’ve said that one of my goals/challenges with this training will be to not get caught up in the “pressure” to run fast with the group. Today I had to put on the brakes and remind myself that The Big Goal (i.e. speedy-fast-marathon) is more important than keeping up with my running group.
We ran 15 miles. At a decent pace. Ended up 8:06 average pace. With one lap around Lake Harriet (about 2.7 miles) at goal marathon pace. SO – the run, generally, felt ok to me. But, honestly, I felt a little tired and like on the “easier” (i.e. non-goal marathon pace miles) miles, I should be going easier than the group was going. So I DID slow down – near the end. And I would have been content running by myself (and probably getting lost and making it a much longer run). But I ended up running with another woman who is new to the group and having a great conversation with her. And I ended up feeling better about the run – because I did my own thing instead of getting swept up with the fasties for the whole run (which is fun, but which ultimately doesn’t pay off for my race times if I go too crazy fast in training).
Need recovery strategy? I officially have the perfect mix down: 1 warm Epsom salt bath; 2 large glasses of red wine; then 2XU compression sleeves on the calves. Perfect. 🙂