2.6 2 miles warm up. Canova Lactate Threshold on treadmill at 2% incline--I alternated quarter miles fast in 73 followed by half miles in about 2:51 for a recovery. I did 8 fast quarter miles for 6 miles total in 32:31. 2 miles cool down.
This was a total ballbuster. I wanted to do 10 quarter miles, but I was totally cooked. This was 8 seconds faster than a couple weeks ago.
10 miles total.
2.7 12 miles in 77:79 on treadmill at 2% incline.
2.8 11 miles in 78 minutes on treadmill at 2% incline. I took it easier today.
2.9 8 miles treadmill at 2% incline in 58 minutes.
2.10 25 miles outside in 3:00:51. My last five miles were slightly under 7 minute pace and I felt pretty good throughout the run, but slightly tired the last 7 miles or so. I have a lot more stamina than I did a couple months ago.
2.11 5 miles outside AM in 40 minutes. 6 miles outside PM in 46 minutes. Recovery day.
2.12 2 mile warm up on treadmill at 2% incline and then 3 by (400, 800, 2000 meter) 2 mile supersets with recovery jogs of 400 meters (2 minutes). My goal was 73, 2:35, 6:53). I did (73, 2:34, 6:47) [10:35], (74, 2:34, 6:46) [10:34], (74, 2:33, 6:39) [10:26]. 6.5 miles total in 35:25. I find that a lot of my workouts for speed tend to average about 5:27 per mile, whereas last year that would have been impossible.
4.5 mile cool down.
13 miles total.
I rocked this workout and was 15 second faster than a similar workout last year at this time. Just 2 days after a 25 mile run, I feel fantastic.
4 miles PM on treadmill (2% incline) 27:20.
17 miles total for the day.
94 miles for the week. I am annihilating workouts from last year at this time.
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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