Okay so I still hate speed workouts, but last week’s at least made me think fondly on the hot, dry, summer night workouts of last year.  It really sucks running through icy water and mud, uphill, then into 30mph winds going down the other side.  It’s already below frfeezing, how much more nasty can this get?

But I did it all the same.  I don’t know what my times were because my watch battery died.  In December.

On Saturday I ran a fairly pleasant, though thouroughly exhausting nine-miler.  My times were somewhere in the nine-minute per mile range, which really isn’t that great.  I’d like to be down in the eight- to eight-and-a-half-minute range. My left knee was really sore on Sunday.  It’s feeling better now.

Last night (Monday) was a little four mile easy run.  I decided against just shuffling along and instead pushed myself to run a strong, yet still comfortable pace.  At about 3.5 miles, I got into that running zone, where everything feels like it’s working at maximum efficiency and perfect.  Breathing, arms, legs, everything is just fluid and you feel like you could go forever.

Then I turned to come down my street, and that simple act of slowing and changing direction threw everything off.  Bah.  Oh well, it all felt pretty good in the end.

Total miles last week: 18

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