On my way home today I was going over my game plan for this evening and was thinking about squeezing in a run, just a little one. My mind started to wander as it usually does and I starting thinking about my first night at the Running Room clinic. It was16 weeks ago already, where has the time gone? I was thinking about how terrible my first group run was, seriously it was bad, I'm not exaggerating...read it if you don't believe me. Re-reading that post just now takes me back to the feelings of despair and fear I had then, those are certainly all gone now because I ran 20km on Sunday! Back then I didn't think I was going to make it to this point and considered giving up but I didn't. Instead, every week I laced up my shoes and strapped on my gear and headed out there and just ran.
My run on Wednesday was the fastest I had ever run, with my average speed at 7.1kph until tonight. I ran my fastest 3km ever with my average speed at 7.3kph and my pace at 8:12 a min/km. This was my third run since my long run on Monday and I feel like I have been elevated or that I catapulted to a new level with my running.
I was looking at my plan earlier this week, Tuesday I think and realized I had been following the 2:00 to complete schedule instead of the actual "to complete" schedule. I couldn't believe it! It is about an hour and half difference between to two when it comes to finishing time...but now, I'm actually really glad that it was a harder plan all along.