Ran 5 miles in just under 1 hour.
This run was difficult in every sense. And I had to actually take some walking breaks. And had to stop the treadmill at every mile (sometimes even half a mile) to catch my breath and drink some water. Then, at about Mile 3, I actually went to the fridge and grabbed a quarter of a tuna sandwich. Strangely though, mile 4 and 5 were much easier.
- Running is mental. Gotto get through it.
"Let's run for another minute."
"Run until .5 mile is up and you can have a sip of water."
"Run at incline #2 for 1 minute and you can take the speed down a notch."
"Your mind wants to keep going. Don't let your feet win this mental race now."
- I need to work on my nutrition.
My legs of steel might have something to do with my nutrition. The lack of proper fueling and the extras I (most likely) am carrying on my body. Gotto shed a few pounds and fuel right!
- Stretch. Got to stretch. Got to stretch. Especially since I have been running a lot more miles now than I had been for the longest longest time. Got to keep the injuries out of my life in 2012.
- Tough runs like this are needed to keep everything in perspective. It is humbling. It reminds me that I am not a rock star. It reminds me that hard work is needed to achieve that rock star status. It reminds me that there are things in life that are worth working hard for. It reminds me that there is always room for tweaks and for improvement. It reminds me that running is always evolving.
Going to do 3 easy ones tomorrow so I'll hit 20. Monday will be rest day.
I will ice and stretch and keep those injuries from lurking around.