The best thing I can say about tonight's 6 miles is that it is done.
I know better than to hit the road without getting in a warmup first but in my haste to get out in the last vestiges of daylight, as soon as I got home I did a quick change and was out the door. If you've been reading this blog the last couple months, you know this is a recipe for a quick HR spike so it's no surprise that within the first quarter mile I was at 143 bpm which set the tone for the rest of the run. This also dashed any hopes that deeper breathing was going to help.
Needless to say, over the next 5.75 miles I struggled with HR, pace and consistency; I just could not find that happy medium and it frustrated the hell out of me. I know I should be thankful that I'm healthy and can run and need to just enjoy the run or I'm going to drive myself bat-shit crazy over the next 6 months.
But what's done is done. The best thing about running is that there's always the next run with the promise of something great. We all search for that run where something, or everything, just clicks and the only way to fall into it it to get out there again and again and again. It might be like trying to chase a rainbow to find that pot of gold at the end but we runners aren't the most rational group of people either.
Also, as I thought about it, I feel like I run best the more I run. For this reason I'm seriously considering doing an easy 3 tomorrow night instead of doing an abs workout. The sooner I get over this the less of a whiny bitch I'll be so we shall see.
Until the next time.