When I run alone I often just scoot out with a loose plan and readjust the plan as needed. The heat has caused me to function like GPS. I leave the house with a route in mind and recalculate when I feel off (based on how well my body is tolerating the humidity).
There was a break in the humidity today so no excuse, just go run.
I thought easy pace and maybe I can get a decent distance in. My last long run was 9 miles on August 18th. I have run several times since but all under 4 miles. I realized shortly after taking off I probably couldn't get more than 7 in before it was too dark so I figured I just better go hard a few miles and burn off the Milky Way (mini) and pound of Humus I ate earlier.
When I started off I felt fatigue in my legs and recalculated my 7 miles into a 10K. I kept trying to pace myself, but when I slowed down I felt worse, it was really exhilarating just to keep pumping hard.
What always puzzles me is that I can't really predict how I am going to feel once I start running. I experienced a little of the "lead legs" when I took off, but by a few miles in I had a decent rhythm going and was jamming to my music. I feel good I pushed myself today. Some days just aren't meant to be an easy pace kind of day.
9:33, 9:35, 9:38, 10:12, 10:00, 9:52 , and .2 @1:45
This is a good time for me. Just once though, I'd like to shave it to under an hour even if it's 59:59. It'd be a bonus if that happens at the Monument Ave. 10K this year.
I love my Brooks, for short runs they are super comfy, but I am not sure if they are the perfect long run shoe for me.
Cool air makes me think of Fall - my favorite time of the year. Oh, I am wearing my compression sleeves while I write out my thoughts. I seriously love how they feel.