It's been a busy couple of weeks for the Burger and while I may have carped that getting my training in has seemed like a second job at times, I still love doing it - otherwise I would not devote so much time to squeezing it in day after day. Last night after a full day of work + class from 7:30am to 7:30pm, you would think that running would be the last thing on my mind. But as the day wore on, it was ALL I could think about.
So as soon as I came home, I threw down my bags and put on my shorts + running shoes + new headlamp + GPS/HRM (heartrate monitor) and jammed out the door. Schedule called for 10 miles with 5 miles at tempo pace. Bring it on.
The headlamp while effective, had a hard time staying on my cro magnon forehead as I started to sweat. After warming up for the first 3 miles, I decided to ditch it in place of my ipod (have a pouch in my hydration belt) and on came my Pink Floyd (RIP Wright), Radiohead and a little "Free Bird" (yes - I cop to liking this song...but only for my tempo runs, I swear!).
With a target of 7:49-8:19 min/mi, I started jamming doing laps around my local park for the next 5 miles. It was strenuous but felt pretty great to let loose a bit. The first 3.5 miles flew by, while the latter 1.5 was akin to watching a not-yet boiling pot of water. But I got 'er done and used the next couple of miles to recover. When it was all said and done, I ended up covering 10.44 miles. Here were my mile splits:
Mile 1 - 8:58
Mile 2 - 9:47
Mile 3 - 9:24
Mile 4 - 8:01
Mile 5 - 7:31
Mile 6 - 7:08
Mile 7 - 7:22
Mile 8 - 7:11
Mile 9 - 9:14
Mile 10 - 9:17
Mile 10.44 - 4:47
Heart rate and everything else were all on target and felt that I ran my tempo pace almost entirely in that 'sweet spot' of 80-90% effort.
Dare I say that I'm actually starting to enjoy speedwork??