They say that history repeats itself and I can certainly attest to that with today being so similar to last Sunday but in a more extreme way.
Like last week, I didn't want to get out of bed but today I slept in even later so I wasn't on the road until 8 which may or may not have been caused by a 4th glass of wine last night. It was also a bit overcast and when I saw that it was still only 75 degrees, I was overjoyed. Then I noticed that because of the overnight rain, the humidity was 80%. Yikes! I was in for a sweat-fest.
The plan for today was to do an hour and a half run with the hope of at least equalling last week's effort. It didn't feel as bad as I was expectation due to a light breeze and the clouds which made it feel quite pleasant out. This was going to be a good one, I could feel it.
Right from the get go I felt great. HR was coming up slowly, my stride was smooth and I just seemed to have a little extra spring in my step during the warmup mile. Being right up to speed for the start of mile 2 I felt incredibly strong and was able to open up my stride even as my HR stayed down around 128 bpm. This was good enough for an 11:18 mile which was followed by a better 11:16 mile 3 and an even better mile 4 at 11:01.
Now I know what you are thinking; shouldn't I have positive splits when following MAF? You would be correct but these negative splits are due to the early elevation in the route which starts to see a decline past mile 3. These times, while faster are consistent with last week's splits as well. Just faster.
I really couldn't believe how well the run was going and after an 11:16 mile 5 I was sure I would be able to go a little further today, maybe 7.5 miles or more.
Now last week I was startled by some dogs in 2 yards so this week I was prepared. What I had forgotten was that one of the yards wasn't fenced but the irrigation ditch along the property had water flowing last week which stopped the dogs from coming out. No such luck this week.
This time with nothing to stop them the 2 dogs came tear-ass after me and my fight or flight response kicked in. It was time to fly. Still dogs are faster than people and it's for times like this I carry a small can of mace. As much as I hated to do it, these dogs were coming at me with bad intent and I gave them a few shots.
My heart was racing and my aim wasn't all that good but eventually they stopped their pursuit. I think I got one of them which made me feel bad but you got to do what you got to do. I'd rather have shot the owner square in the face with it instead. Asshole.
Well this pretty much killed the run as my HR was in the 170s and it took me some time to get it down. I was also still pretty pissed off about the whole thing so even when I got back to running I had to slow way down to keep it under 132. About the only good that came out of it was that I was able to lay down a 6:05 pace even if it was for only for a sprint. So much for unintended speedwork.
So while I finished the run in 1:36:02, comparing today to last week, I probably lost 3 minutes so all things being equal, I was probably closer to a 1:33:00 run. Also when I compare the 2 sets of splits for miles 2-5 I was 15 seconds per mile faster. I'll most certainly take it.
The only thing I'm not happy with right now is that after being near non-existent for a few days it's flared up a bit this now. Nothing tomorrow's rest day won't help. I'm also feeling bad for Christine who's foot is a bit achy again. I think I let her ramp up a bit too fast. At least she told me about it at the onset this time.