The treadmill is without a doubt my least favorite place to run, but…I really do love the fact that I have one. I’m thankful for it every time I manage to squeeze a few speedy miles in during my daughter’s morning nap. I put it to good use on Wednesday, then Thursday night I headed out with a group member for a 4 mile run. I’ll be out again tomorrow for 8 miles, but I think for today I may just do a quick 3 or 4 on the treadmill again.
On a completely random note, Wednesday night’s run officially bumped me up to the 600 mile mark. 600 miles since March?!
After the baby arrived and I decided to start running again, I had no real goals. I just wanted to run. I never thought for a second that less than a year later I’d have this many miles accumulated. The downside? I’ve probably got about another 50 or so miles before I need to replaces my shoes…again.
At this point, I’m almost exactly a week out from my half-marathon and I guess I haven’t really thought much about my goal for it. On my last two 13.1 runs I came in at around 2:14, so anywhere around there would make me happy. 2:10 would be…”WHOA”! But I’m surprisingly not stressed about my finish time. Especially considering what a mental-case I was about my pace leading up to the relay back in August!!
I feel as though I’ve been running a little slower lately…and I’m enjoying it. The only time I push my pace is when I’m on the treadmill, but any time I run outside I’m either doing hill repeats or I’m running with another group member. So, instead of pushing to the max like I used to I’m enjoying the company, good conversation and scenery instead.
I’ve pretty much been maintaining half-marathon status since July. I’ve been on what feels like a continual training loop and I know that once I finish this half my final ‘big’ race will be done. I have a few smaller ones over the course of the next month, but it’s almost as though I feel like things are coming to an end and I’m letting up on the gas…a little too early in my opinion!!!