It feels great to be back home and after some fast DM miles I was looking forward to see how this would translate to being back out on the road and in the heat. I was definitely feeling the positive vibes. Too bad that feeling wasn't going to last for long as reality hit hard.
Tonight seemed like the perfect night for an hour run. It was 99 and cloudy with a touch of humidity and a light wind which I though was going to let me ease back into the heat. Unlike the DM in a controlled environment of a fitness center my HR came up rather quickly, no matter how slow I took it and by the time I hit the half mile mark I was well into the 120s.
As I got to the 1 mile mark my HR had already crossed 130 bpm and I was barely moving. I just had to take what the run was giving me but I had a feeling I wasn't going to like it. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't a bad run it was just that I had the expectation that it was going to be a great run. The positivity of the DM miles gave me too much optimism I guess.
The next 2+ miles seemed like a constant struggle to keep my HR down while maintaining some semblance of a steady pace. Still, I was able to stay in the 128-132 range with the occasional jump over. The worst though was that BBW tried to get me to question my MAF training. While he tried to plant the seeds of doubt I know that I have to trust in the plan and stay mentally strong.
The cool down wasn't much of one tonight either. Even at a snail's pace I couldn't get down to where I wanted to until the walk over the last quarter mile. This was certainly my shortest distance for the time but an hour run at sub-max HR is an hour run no matter the distance. I'm just a bit disappointed that Sunday was a mile more in the same time while on the DM. That's alright though, I be back out tomorrow for a 30 minute run regardless. With just 45 days until my shot at a BQ I need to stay the course.