After my epic 5K run on Wednesday ๐ I had 2 rest days (mainly due to the fact that I overslept yesterday!)
Today was promising to be another hot one, even in the early morning. I donโt cope well in the heat, so I had already decided to do a longer, slower run, keeping in the aerobic heart rate zone. I had previously set up my watch on Screen 2 to show me all the zones as I run and my position on them according to my heart rate. Thanks to MontyMooDog for patiently helping me to understand it all ๐.
So - stretches and warm up walk done, music ๐ง ๐ต on and off I go! I set off a little too quickly. Iโm watching the zones and Iโm surprised at how slowly Iโm running. Really? THAT slowly? I briefly consider ditching the whole idea!
Iโm not bothering with all the usual stuff - pace, cadence, distance - itโs taking all my concentration to keep in the right heart rate zone. My brain just wants to go faster! I realise that for all my consolidation runs Iโve been pushing myself really hard. Maybe even back as far as Week 7. Somewhere around 10 minutes in, I settle into the pace. I have time to consider how Iโm running. I have time to look around.
I turn up the Deadend Track. This time on Wednesday, I was already breathing hard, but today I hardly notice it - even when I come back out on the main road. As I come back into the village,I see a dog walker I know. I have a brief conversation with her as I run past!
I check my watch and am surprised to see that Iโve been running for 50 minutes. I decide to make it an hour as itโs so close. I run past my house. A few minutes more and Iโve been running for an hour! I see that Iโm close to 6K but decide Iโve pushed the distance far enough for one day. Iโve just run for an hour and Iโm not even out of breath! Itโs been a bit of a revelation.