Thing 2’s uniform skirt came today. After school. And she put it on right away and went to a friend’s for dinner. Thing 2 has not worn a skirt since age 3 (otherwise known as: the year she refused to wear pants.) I actually have a note signed by her saying: I hate pants and I will never, ever wear them. I wrote the note. She signed it in adorable 3 year old handwriting (even mixing up the 3 letters that make up her name). I saved it, of course, realizing that she’d never believe me when I told her this.
This morning I did my first ever track workout. 5x 800s at 10k pace with a 2 min recovery in between. My 10k pace is about 9 min/miles. Ouch. My legs are tired.
(ok, i suck at screen shots).
Some random thoughts about running on a track at 5:30am. 1. Who are these random creepers sitting on the bleachers? 2. Why walk around the track screaming into your phone? My town’s track is in a neighborhood–I can just imagine how the track’s neighbors feel about being privy to such conversations at such an early hour. 3. Wow, tracks are bouncy. 4. Boy, looking at the map of my run after a track workout is a hoot. Lots of circles! And an oddly-shaped track to boot!
A first track workout, but I’m pretty pleased. I was able to maintain a slightly faster than 10k pace for all 5 repeats.
These track workouts are a new part of my training–in about 4 weeks I’m doing the Philly half marathon–and to be honest, I’m getting a bit nervous. I’ve got a long-range goal of hitting a sub-2:00 half, but I don’t think I’m there yet. My mileage is at an all-time high (over 30 miles/week), and my fitness level feels strong, but with all the Thing 2 hullabaloo, it’s just been enough to lace up my shoes and get out of my house. I’ve followed my coach’s planned mileage and workouts (hills, tempos, etc.), but haven’t been paying all that much attention to pace–more or less letting my emotions determine how quickly or angrily or sadly or slowly I pound the pavement. As I read more about running and other running blogs, I’ve come to realize that this is probably a rookie mistake. Today it felt good to just go with the plan, although I probably should have held back slightly.
Although a sub 2:00 is aggressive for this go-round, I’m not all that disappointed. I spend a fair amount of time reading other runners’ blogs. And a recurring theme seems to be “why do I run.” It’s excellent that running gives people goals to shoot for, and being a goal-oriented person, I think that’s what attracted me to running in the first place. But having just gone through a mini-crisis (of sorts–I definitely don’t want to blow this out of proportion–it’s definitely only a mini-crisis of the first world variety), I now just appreciate it for what physically does for me: regulates my breathing. Makes me move forward, by putting one foot in front of the other. It’s repetition and structure–something so useful when it seems as though everything else is falling apart. So whether or not I hit the sub 2:00 time, I will be forever thankful that running has put me on the right track (ha! punny!) for even bigger and more important achievements.