Eye for an I

I took the day off work. I had a few errands to run, but most importantly I had a dental appointment. (I feel like, for realism, the rest of the entire should have b's at the end of every word.) Since I didn't want to try to do my run after the appointment, I hit before lunch. Today was the start of real speedwork, Daniels' I-pace running. This was, without question, the fastest I've run at any point in years. Last year was mostly easy running, with some tempo work thrown in. This was faster than my 10k speed, by a fair margin.

It's a simple enough workout, 5x3 minutes (2 minute recovery). Once I was warmed up, I notched up the speed on the treadmill, and tried to settle in. I was actually surprised that I wasn't just shot right out the back. I found my groove, and got through the first couple of reps with little difficulty. I mean, I was working, no question, but not struggling. The third rep, I was staring intently at the clock for the last 30 seconds, fighting to keep up. Fourth rep, that became 60 seconds. Last time, 90 seconds of digging deep. But I made it. I held tight all the way through. Now I just need to convince myself that just a little slower than this is manageable for just shy of 40 minutes.

Run: 45 minutes, w/5x3 minutes @ 9.9 mph, 2 minutes @ 7.3 mph