Starting the intensity phase of the training plan always sends shivers down my spine. Now, I don’t mind quarter mile repeats (short and sweet) but the half miles are killers. And the tempos – they are tough - in fact the toughest. So today when I was walking to the gym I had some self doubts. I needed to run 6 miles at a 6:30 pace. That would be 39:00 minutes.
This would be tough for a training run. I walked out to the trace with Vic. He would be running his own pace but it is out and back. He was going to run out for 19 and half minutes and then head back. The pace was challenging from the beginning. I wanted to give up at miles 2, 4 and 5. This was a hard effort. This was not a comfortably hard effort. This was not a conversational pace. This was HARD. This was tough. I wanted to stop.
On the back portion of the out and back it is easier. My heart rate did not indicate that it was easier but it felt easier. I could see Vic a mile ahead of me. I kept him in my sights. This pushed me. I would not stop. I did not catch him but I did achieve my goal. I finished in 39:07 with an average pace of 6:31 per mile. I felt better and stronger than I did in last weekends Steam Whistle 12k.
I am stoked after this run. Next weeks tempo (Thursday) is 10 @ 6:50. I can do this.
I will prove the running calculators wrong (they say I am not fast enough for a sub-3 marathon).