Longer Tempo Runs are Not Really All that Much Fun
Thursday is the hardest planned workout of the week for me. I don’t really look forward to long tempo paced runs, because they really are not my strength and I don’t enjoy running hard other than a race for much longer than a half mile. That is just me and how I see my running. 🙂
Which probably also means that I am not all that well suited for racing longer distances when you get right down to it.
I would have much rather done what Bennie is doing right now versus doing the tempo workout before I got going.
It was still in the low teens when I headed in to Augusta, so in my book, that automatically puts me on the treadmill. Yeah, I could run outside, with the roads being clear, but I have used this cut temp all winter and it has worked well for me so I am not going to change now.
Besides when I want to run a certain pace for a long time, the treadmill helps me to stay on a steady pace, so I did my warm-up and even was able to pump out 35 push-ups. My high for this year, I may not do too many weights, but I do get plenty of upper body work moving snow, sanding the driveways and other more functional stuff around the house.
Can you tell that I tend to procrastinate when I can about getting going on tempo runs until I can’t anymore, just by the way I am writing about it. 😉
Yeah, I enjoy them so damn much.
Well the plan was for 4.0 miles at tempo pace, which is also my half marathon race pace (at least the pace that I hope will be my pace), i.e. right around a 7:40 pace.
Okay I did a mile warm-up and got after it.
Actually once I got my arse in gear and got going the old body did its part without any problems. Enough that when I got to 4.0 miles, I may have pushed the pace a little more and did another mile at faster than tempo pace.
Yeah, I know it wasn’t part of the plan, but sometimes when you are feeling good and know that the next couple of days will be recovery/easy days, so that if I am feeling good an extra tempo mile is not going to kill me or the plan.
That last mile did kick butt just a little, and then I decided to do my usual strides after a bit of recovery 3 x .1 at a faster than I will ever run for a race ever again (it is hard to believe that once upon a time I was racing faster than that for a full 5K), but running that fast does force my form to get its act together and gives me some confidence about being able to kick if I ever need to again.
Once I got done, I was glad that I did the workout and no it wasn’t easy, but it was necessary.