It was difficult to get up and go out for a run this morning. My anxiety had gone into overdrive to the extent that I was actually shaking, but I know that running helps me. As soon as I started to put on my running clothes, I felt myself getting calmer.
Out of the door a little later than usual. It was chilly, so I’d put on my running tights and was wearing my lightweight jacket. And sun visor, of course! My plan this morning was to go for a Zone 3 run. I walked down to the river and took a photo of the sunrise before starting to run. I sing as I’m running at easy conversational pace, feeling much better to be out running. Someone driving past waves at me. I wave back, wondering who on earth it was 😀. (Happens to me a lot!)
I notice that the second km was slightly faster than the first. Could I keep in Zone 3 and do negative splits, I wondered? Well, no, as it turned out! Third km was faster than the second and I was already in Zone 4.
I can stop this nonsense right now and just ease back into Zone 3, I thought. But that naughty demon was whispering in my ear! So I gave in and carried on increasing. Last km I picked up the pace even more. The result was that I spent almost 60% of my run in Zone 4. More of a workout, but not all out effort.
At the end of the run, I realised that I was so involved that most of my anxiety had passed. I did my stretches and made coffee. I made some for the gremlin and we sat and looked at the splits together 😂
Splits
8:25, 8:18, 8:10, 7:52, 7;04