Confession

Hey all,

So I did make it to the track yesterday. I took Wednesday off to heal so I'd be ready. I kinda had a feeling my "tempo" would be hard and more of a test(lets see how fit we are) type of thing. Lisa came along so she could walk/run around the outside of the track. Hey, that counts as time together doesn't it?? I did a bit of a warm up, sure needed that since it was like 5 degrees. Not sure how Julie is still riding in the rain, I would freeze no matter how many layers I put on!!! Lisa was cold, lesson learned next time we'll bring more clothing.

Got the warm up in and started what I hoped would be a 5 mile tempo. I aimed for 6:30-6:45 pace, now I know that was a bit too much. First lap was 1:36, hmmmm 6:24 awesome, but as I got into a rythym the pace slowed a bit. First mile 6:41, it's oh oh time I'm hurting already, def. started out too hard. But once you start it's really hard to adjust, the body is stubborn and doesn't want to slow down. Second mile 6:46, ok hmmm slowing down a touch, still hurting..... wayyy too much for a tempo. I'm supposed to be going 80-85% not 105%!!! Good thing I didn't have my heart rate monitor on, I bet I woulda seen numbers like Greg on his run home from the Talisman. The third mile was 6:43, trying to hold the pace, but really really tired at this point. I think it was at about the 3 mile point where I nearly stopped. It hurt wayyy too much and for my first tempo 5 miles is kinda long, for a second I thought it would be ok to quit. You know how the mind uses logic to try to convince you to stop. It's ok to abandon this workout early and I was about to stop, but then I thought of the responses on my blog. What would I say?? "Sorry folks I couldn't finish the workout, today the track beat me up, and beat me up bad" Sounds kinda cheesy but I totally kept going because I opened my big mouth on here to say what I'd be doing. Ok I tryed to relax more, even told myself it's ok if I slow down a bit. Didn't slow down though, weird it's like when I'm locked in at a pace it's either do or die(stop). Then the last mile I pushed all I had and it ended up being my fastest, but that was all I had. I was hunched over sucking in air as much as I could. Ohhhhh I remember this position, lol, it used to be a regular thing in my running days. It hurt so bad I was delerious. Anyways the miles were 6:41,6:46,6:43,6:43,6:36=33:31, so good but it hurt wayyyy too much though. Makes me a little worried, I don't have much room there from the pace I need for 13.1 miles. Oh well it was my first real tempo of the year what can I expect, if I look at it that way it was a positive thing. I think I'll do 800's next tues, then thurs maybe back down to somthing shorter say 2x2miles? Today it'll be a short easy dezy run. That means so easy you can nearly walk beside me pace.

Oh I almost forgot my title. I finished a short mile cooldown and was walking back to the car. Near the track there is an arena and on the wall it read Confession with a metal sliding window. I was like what the.... had to do a double take there. Missed the S, it was actually Consession, big difference. I had a good chuckle about that. Can you imagine, Confessional after the big hockey game? hmmmm might not be a bad idea actually, and after my run too, ha ha k I better stop before I offend someone. Have a good weekend everyone, don't eat too much turkey and run hard Leslie/Chad. Cheers,

Darryl