Friday night, Stephanie and I ran to make up for skipping our Thursday session. Since the gym is closed Friday nights, we were out on the hills. Yowza. Those things kick my ass EVERY TIME. But, so far I've managed to run continuously on them, even if it seems I'm barely moving on some of the uphills. And though it kind of sucks while we're doing it, I always feel such a good sense of accomplishment afterward.
The way I'm currently training (and dragging others into my web of evil), I run for time twice during the week, and then distance on the weekend. For example, this week, I'm bumping up from 37 minutes to 39 for my work week runs, and then I have a 5k on Saturday. During the runs for time, the goal is to run the whole thing. During the runs for distance, I can run intervals; I'm just getting my body accustomed to traveling longer and longer distances. After this week, it will just build up and up and up.
So, Saturday Heather, Tricia and I were scheduled to do 4 miles. Initially, I started with the intervals I used on the last 1/2 marathon, which is three songs running, one song walking. The natural variance in length of songs keeps me on my toes and keeps things interesting. However, I only managed that interval for the 1st two miles. Then I went to two songs running, one song walking. Then, the last mile, I intended to run every other song, but got to yapping with Tricia and walked most of it.
And I was still pooped. What's up with that?
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