I feel like Bolt.. what the #)@*^(%^$%)*# just happened?
WHO TOOK MY HORSE????????????? HUH
I am not upset, just a bit disappointed and mostly confused…
I really thought this would be a good race… it was 70 this morning!!
Again, I HAD NO CLUE… I really say that a LOT.
To start, I LOVE LOVE LOVE 5 milers, I love them. I really could love them more.
Second, my last one was great, I posted a brutal PR of three minutes, finish time of 35:37, avg pace of7:07.
I figured… it’s been 7 weeks, it’s the exact same course, but today the weather is almost winterishy (unlike the nasty hot hell of the last five miler!), so I’d definitely PR… right?
Of course I’d still have to run hard for it, but I felt I could do it…. It was only teams competing, so not a big race, but super super competitive, which would probably help too…
Ah, and I would have been happy with a 35:30! Or a 5 second PR, I’ll take anything… but it was not to be!!
As soon as we got the GO, I felt it… How? Why? I had no idea what was happening. I usually go out too fast, and this time I felt like I wasn’t moving at all!
My first mile is usually in the 6:50 range. Today’s first was 7:21!!!!!!!!!!!! I know I said OH SH!T out loud when I saw it… I knew my effort was doomed.
A second later, I wanted to quit. I didn’t. I finished in 36:49, average pace of 7:21. Ridiculous. And strange.
My last mile was still the fastest at 6:57, but there was no sprinting, it was a pathetic “letshopeIdon’tdiefromthishowmuchmoretogoIamreallydyingIswear” finish! Definitely not a bangle pump situation.
I know we can’t always have a good race, but I was so confused… I just couldn’t understand it… We can always find something to blame for our crappy performances, but there was nothing too obvious there.
The only thing I can think of is that I didn’t have any Nutella yesterday… That could totally have been the problem. Pasta is not really enough carbs for me and I should know better. I had no energy today. Why do I stray from the process I know works???? Why do I keep doing this every so often??? Ah, I am frustrated and also feel a bit stoopid.
A picture with the team, I am on the left, in pink
After that, Blaise and I did a few more miles, to complete our “long run”, and a bit later I had an OSOM milanesa with two OSOM runners. I am not on my horse today, but I guess we can’t really ever predict what our bodies would do, right???