So, um, I’m a little excited about marathon training right now.
Since leaving work last night, I’ve run a total of almost 10 miles. I ran the 4 miles after work yesterday and then I met Jocelyn bright and early this morning for another 6. I was *supposed* to do four miles of hills, but I knew I wasn’t going to feel like trekking up to the park before work, and I’m not going to be able to run after work, so I was happy to tag along for Jocelyn’s 6.
We live really close to each other but this is the first time (but hopefully not the last!) we’ve met up to run.
We met exactly one block from my apartment (WOO) and ran the mile to the West Side Highway, two miles down and turned back. I’m waiting for my new Garmin strap to come, so I ran with my phone again and didn’t look at it and just went by Jocelyn’s pace.
Which I would not categorize as “comfortable.” We were definitely pushing it, but not so much so that I couldn’t hang on. I mentally estimated we were running less than an 8:30 mile, but when we turned around, Jocelyn said we’d run 3 miles in 24 minutes. Or basically almost raced a 5K before 6:30am on a Wednesday morning. So clearly we’re going to start a Wednesday am 5K race series, if you’d like to join.
We slowed down a bit on the second half, but still kept under a 9:00 pace. So not quite the “4 miles hills” on my plan but still a solid workout.
As we ran back, I told her I was trying to keep up with her, and she said the same of me.
Lessons learned: let someone else wear the Garmin, run with someone who will push you, maybe break your watch, believe in yourself a little more, actually do your damn hill training.