Running, it once was a bore;
But now I find myself going for more.
I did a 10k
And I ran the whole way.
To my surprise, I got a decent score!
One of my goals this year is to be able to run ten miles at one time. It initially started out as running a 10k, but as the miles built up (uh, or as much as one can build up to 6.2 miles), a 10k didn’t seem challenging enough. Of course, I’d already signed up for a 10k though, and 6.2 miles is on the way to ten.
In any case, I ran a 10k today. In the week leading up to the race, I’d been noticing that my pace was out of control. In a good way! I’m definitely not a fast runner, and for the past year or two, I’d been pretty happy with ten-minute miles. Within the past six-ish months, I’d noticed that I’d been able to break into the 9:50s for a 5k, and had been pleased about that. And THEN, in the last week, I noticed that my times were in the 9:30s. Whaaaaat!? And these were for longer runs. Yesterday I did about 3 miles at just over an 8:30. Now THAT is just insane. Also insane? That I did such a hard run right before the race. But I hadn’t run in nearly a week, which seemed like a crappy way to go into a race. But so is going in tired…
However! It didn’t matter too much, because I finished in just under an hour. Under an hour was my main goal, but I was also hoping to do 9 minute miles. Yes, that was a stretch goal, and I didn’t get too close to that. My official average split was 9:30, but my timing said it was closer to 9:25. Whatever.
Now I just want more. More distance, more speed, maybe even more races. I hate running when I am out of running shape, but once I get into the groove, I turn into a bit of a fiend.