6 Miles. Ándale! Ándale! Arriba! Arriba!
- 6.4 miles
- Holy crap?
- Holy crap.
- Holy crap!
Who Am I?
I have no idea what got into me on Sunday. Maybe it was the Christmas spirit. Maybe it was the time off from being sick. Maybe it was the cold. After all, I suppose there is nothing quite like the freezing of one’s butt cheeks to motivate a person to get on the good foot.
That said, I averaged a 9:30 pace for the first time in my LIFE at a distance longer than I’d ever run continuously (As a beginner runner, I always used walk breaks). The hilarious part is, my GPS went amuck. So, though I sped up my last mile trying to finish what I thought was 6 miles under 60 minutes… it turns out I’d actually done 6.4 under 60 minutes. And it felt great!
Last year, I’d never really run before I began training for Boston. I’d done a couple 5K’s and that’s it. This year, I feel I am in much better shape and because of that, I can focus on the other aspects of training outside of the actual RUNNING. Speed work, hill work, nutrition, stretching- my mind doesn’t have to be consumed by how difficult the running is and because of that, I am improving!
Is it really possible I could reach my goal of finishing this marathon under 5 hours? : )