7.4 4 miles easy (33:27) I needed a recovery day.
7.5 9 miles (65 minutes) I am still taking it slow.
7.6 10 miles total. 3.5 miles warm up. Then 2 by 400's, 2 by 200's, 1 by 800, 2 by 200's. All full recovery with 800 recovery after the second 200. 3 miles cool down. It was hot out there, but the goal was to go pretty fast--much faster than my 5k pace. IN parenthesis is my recovery time.
65.14 (1:59:33), 66.95 (2:01:89), 30.73 (1:04.20), 30.98 (4:11), 2:27:72 (4:28:16), 30:14 (1:04), 31.00 (3 miles cool down).
All in all, In am pleased with this workout. I havent done anything fast like this the entire year. I consider everything from now through July as a sort of recovery in either case. I am only going to do one, maybe 2 hard effort workouts each week in order to get my legs back under me and work on my breathing. I am feeling good.
7.7 For the next three days, I am in Meredith--lots of hills and mountain here.
Early PM 3.5 miles easy. Late PM 3 miles easy with my sons.
6.5 miles total
7.8 5 miles AM Easy (39 minutes)--lots of mountains. 6 miles PM 41 minutes--decent effort--lots of ups and downs.
11 miles total.
7.9 3 miles AM easy. 10 miles PM Hard in 62:53. I threw in some quarter miles here and there in under 75 and followed by 90 second 400's. This was very intense, because there were some half mile stretches and more that went completely straight up. This was a hard tempo run--mile 7 was fairly flat and I busted a 5:35. Around a track or on a flat surface, this would have easily been under 60 minutes.
13 miles total.
7.10 Back home and ran 7.5 easy miles--about 56 minutes.
61 miles for the week with 2 pretty good workouts and lots of hills. I actually feel slightly disinterested in how all this might be helping me improve, but I'll keep plugging away and enjoy most of my runs.
As a youth, I ran, yet I did not exist in a sense. 19 years passed. Today, I exist in one sense because I must run. Perhaps I run to escape the futility of my existence. Perhaps not. In either case, this blog, or whatever it is, will serve to chronicle my training as a runner, my development as a man, and ultimately my demise as a human, because all things pass, fade, retreat into the horizon--and while we run, as we run, the mirage that is the shimmering, glimmering future continues to assert itself just out of reach. And yet, as this picture up above connotes, it may still be beautiful. And so the question may be what is IT? What is it? What is IT?
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