Run drunk

It's been a long time since I could say that Jack Daniels was killing me. And I'm pretty sure tomorrow morning my legs will feel hungover. By the end of tonight's run, I was absolutely blotto.

I can't even really say why this run was so tough. It didn't even seem that much worse (if at all) than my last I-pace workout. Last time was 4x5 minutes, tonight was 5x4. Sure, the pace was up, but only by 0.1 mph, so it shouldn't have been the case that I would be struggling. But there I was, having to fight my way through all the reps. I made it, although I had to take some extra rest (90-120 seconds) after the third rep. (Nature called ... and texted ... and faxed ... and emailled. Nature was not to be ignored.) I have to do this two more times in the coming weeks, so I hope to see some big improvements.

Run: 2.5 miles, ez

Run: 55 minutes, w/5x4 minutes @ 10.1 mph + 3 minutes @ 7.5 mph