Monday, July 7, 2008

Goodness Gracious

I'm kind of a dummy.  I ran too fast (again) for my own good.  Maggie is pretty darn good at keeping me at a lower pace when I want to run long.  Today I had visions of running at least 4 miles, if not longer.  To my dismay I ran at a 9'17" pace which isn't fast, but it's too fast for me if I'm going to run like 5+ miles... yuck.

(Warning: trite phrases coming...!) I run because I love running.  Not because I'm competitive with anyone, although I am with myself.  I run because it's just me out there.  If I fail... it's because of me.  If I succeed... it's because of me.  I know that to run faster than 2 hours in the upcoming half I've signed up for... I know I'll have to train LSD (that's long slow distance) and repetitive sprints.  A combination of both.

I just threw up in my mouth a little bit... I'm done though.

1 comment:

Marcy said...

You still did great ;D ;D 9:17 is def not shabby at all! ;-)