Let's get straight to business. Last night was Pint Night at Fleet Feet. Hanson Plan called for 8 easy miles. I left at 5:40pm and took a long way to Fleet Feet in Lincoln Square, 5.5 ish miles in about 43 minutes. I got to meet Eric (This Hobbit Runs), I Heart Pikermis and her boyfriend, Jake...from State Farm. The Wurst Running Club ever grew in size and we had a group photo + 1 random person running near us that jumped in for the photo:
The first half of our fun run, ~1.5 miles was done at a group jog, and the return trip Pete and I threw caution into the wind and decided to start booking in. Here was our little progression:
|Note: Lincoln Square is not the ideal area to sprint|
I knew I was burning fuel that I would need for my strength run, but I felt I had some to spare. My stomach had started acting up all evening, so I went light on the food.
Note on status of my leg: No hard pain to start, but my problem area felt a bit fatigued/weak with some occasional aches.
Got home around 9pm and went to bed to sleep around 10:15pm.
Alarm time: 3:40.snooze...3:50 okay okay I'm going...
Hanson Plan for Tuesday: 3 x 2 mile repeats at 10 seconds below marathon pace. I should be hitting about 13:46 splits.
I was tired this morning and my stomach was a mess. I was going to be flirting with danger this morning. Not even having 9 hours rest since my last run finished, my energy was questionable. I popped some stomach medicine and crossed my fingers.
The highlight of the run was to get in part of my warm up miles with Erin.
The run was one of those runs you just want to get out of the way. The wind at first wasn't too bad, but once I hit Belmont, the wind out of the south felt like something fierce. I was determined to not let any of splits fall due to wind. Dig deeper, don't stop, get that ****.
My stomach started to get mad and the bathroom alarms started to go off. My breathing was a little off as I tried to keep my head turned to keep my breathing normalized. I thought for sure my pace dropped, but I got it.
On the turn around, I was hoping to feel that wind at my back...but the wind felt like nothing at all, blah. At least the effort was much easier. More bio flares were going off and I just wanted to get to the restroom, I wasn't sure I'd hit my time...dig deeper, got it.
Restroom reached! Let's finish this run off.
My 2 mile split times: 13:35, 13:44, 13;42. Add a +/- few second margin of error for the GPS and I still hit my goal time or ran it even faster.
My stomach still isn't very happy and I'm exhausted. Gotta muster a little more energy for my lunch time gym visit for core and weights.
I'll update this blog if any more photos surface from last night.
Have a great day!