My long run today was 7 miles in 1:16:15. I was disappointed in myself. Not because of the speed (or lack thereof), but because of the mental stuff. I've been dreading this run for a few days. All morning I was dreading going out. The weather was fine. It was the distance that had me spooked. I haven't been very successful during my long runs lately and I was afraid I couldn't do it.
When I finally shoved myself out the door, I didn't have a very good plan. I just put on the Garmin, grabbed a water bottle and headed out. The first mile I did well with a 3 minute run to 1 minute walk ratio. After that, the walking and running were not well timed. I just put them in whenever. Overall, I'm sure the run part of the ratio was higher than 3 since I caught myself running 5 minutes or more without a walk break. I never walked more than a minute, though.
My miles were 10:54, 10:52, 10:48, 11:00, 11:32, 11:00, and 10:09. It wasn't easy on me physically, either. I felt like a blister was starting on the outside of my arch and my back was tightening up throughout. I was very ready to be done at 7 miles as planned. No extra mile today.
I had negative self-talk sporadically throughout and after this less than optimal run. The Poco Loco is almost 2 of these runs back-to-back. Certainly I'm not ready for that. I couldn't just say, "hey, that was a good 7, let's go do it again!" I know I've still got a couple of months to train, but I like to be very well prepared for all events and I'm just not feeling it.
On a positive note, I wore my new Lymphedema glove while running today and I like it much better than the old one.
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