This cold weather we're getting is a bit disconcerting. Yesterday, it was announced by Environment Canada that we should expect the coldest winter in 15 years. As someone who likes running outside, and bike commutes to work, this isn't really good news. I may not be able to do anything about the commute (other than ride the bus ... ugh), but I do have the refuge of the treadmill for running on the worst days.
Today, however, was scheduled as a treadmill run, no matter the weather. I like doing my Saturday race-pace runs on the t-mill so I can ingrain the pace, and since I don't have mile markers on my routes, I can maintain exactly what I'm trying to. Today was 10 miles at race speed, and it went really well. When I started this training block, at the same speed, my heartrate would spike into the high 160s to low 170s by mile 3 or 4. This morning, there were a few moments when I went as high as 161, but was mid to high 150s for the entire run. My breathing was 4-4 the whole way. All the LSD work (and some of that horrible speedwork) has made the same pace much easier. That's always nice to see.
Writing this post a few hours later, I'm a bit tired, but I could have held that speed easily for another 3.1 miles, and I don't think another 16.2 would be a stretch. The only issue would be distraction: is the course at Disney as interesting as watching Anchorman (thus the above quote)?
Run: 10 miles @ 7.6 mph
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