It’s been awhile since I talked about running, so today seems like a good day to revisit it. The 10k is a little over a month away, and Friday I ran 9k, so I’m pretty much set when it comes to distance.
Actually, let’s talk about Friday for a minute. I usually do my long runs on Saturday mornings, but the forecast gave torrential downpours and hurricane winds, so that was out. Running the farthest I have run in a long time on Friday evening, after a long week of work was the last thing I wanted to do. I also knew going into it that I didn’t eat in regular enough intervals that day, but I knew I had to go anyway. Although I think I laid on my bed for about fourty five minutes in an attempt to pump myself up to go.
Honestly? I’m pretty sure a piece of me died. I knew it was going to be tough, as it was my farthest run yet, and I hadn’t run more than 7k since before Vegas. Most of the run went better than I expected, but for the first time ever, I hit ‘the wall’.
Or, what I think is the wall. It felt like my legs were so heavy they were going to fall off, I had the worst side cramps I’ve ever had, the avacado toast I had before my run was threatening to come back up, and my brain was screaming WALK. This lasted about five minutes of uphill struggling. And then I turned a corner and knew I only had about a kilometre left to go and I was fine! Everyone always says running is a bigger mental challenge than a physical one, and I learned that was very true on Friday. The struggle was REAL.
I was pleased with my time, even though it felt like I was going turtle speed the entire time. I’m hoping for a sub 55minute 10k in May. Since I’ve never done a 10k race before I don’t have anything to go off of, and at the same time I don’t want to put a ridiculous amount of pressure on myself. I think 55minutes gives me a reasonable amount of wiggle room. I think that if the course turns out to be less hilly than I think it is going to be I can easily come in well under that time. Halifax is hilly however, so while I am doing hill repeats ( which are the WORST ) and make sure to do long runs with hills, I’m not sure what to expect. Hope for the best?
I’ve been reluctant to talk about how far I’m running, how fast I’m running, how often I’m running because, real talk here, all you other running bloggers are INTIMIDATING. I know that I shouldn’t fall into the comparison trap but when it seems like everyone is running 10miles every other day, or has ridiculous fast times, I can’t help myself. That’s not to say that everyone else shouldn’t post their own times and such, y’all are killing it and should be proud, but that’s just how I feel. I’m working on extracting myself from the comparison trap and trying not to dwell too much on my own times. So, aside from my official race time come May, I’m not going to be posting any of my times.
While that’s kind of a crappy note to end on, that’s all I’ve got. Actually, here, have this photo of my dog that I took yesterday. It cracks me up every time I look at it.
Also, the thint
Do you ever fall into the comparison trap? How do you take yourself out of it?>