When I saw that I had pure cardio on the plan for today, I decided I’d go for a run for an hour and see how far I got. If I needed to walk, that’s fine, I just wanted to keep moving.
But, I somehow managed to keep chugging along (stopping only for stoplights) for the entire 60 minutes, and covered 6.35 miles. I haven’t run more than 4.5 miles outdoors in almost a year, so I was grinning ear to ear when I finished this run.
mile 1: 9:38
mile 2: 9:29
mile 3: 9:38
mile 4: 9:41 (the worst part about living at the top of a hill: a run is always fun in the beginning, but the turnaround is kind of painful)
mile 5: 9:27
mile 6: 9:09 (picking up the pace)
.35 nubbin: 8:25 (booting it)
(and the bright light is conveniently masking how red/sweaty my face is….awesome).
Although I’m nowhere near as fast as I was last year (a 10k time of 53:18), I’ll take it. Gotta rebuild that cardio base.
This is how I know I’m a runner.
I probably look so damn unpleasant at stoplights, but in reality I’m letting out a sigh of relief that I get a break for a minute or two.
Refuel! (after a shower…god, that was needed).
A toasted whole wheat english muffin topped with goat chevre, jam, and two runny eggs.