This week is going good so far. I wasn't really sore after the half marathon which was nice. I took Monday off anyway and started back up Tuesday. Here's how the week has looked so far:
12.0 miles/1:49:11/9:06 average pace
Long slow run along the riverfront. Boring!
10 miles total split into two runs:
3.0 miles/28:31/9:31 average pace
Easy run in the morning
7.0 miles/59:41/8:32 average pace
Interval workout with Zach. We warmed up with 1.5 miles at an easy pace and then did 6 half-mile repeats with quarter-mile recoveries. I was supposed to run at a 5k pace, which I guess is in the 7:00-7:10 range (although I haven't actually run a 5k in almost a year) So I was aiming for 3:30 or better. Here's how it came out:
Cool! It was certainly hard but not bad. I don't mind doing intervals because they are over so quickly. I prefer intervals to Tempo runs which are hard and last forever. We ran the last bit at an easy pace to finish out the run.
Zach ran sort of with me but mostly ahead of me. He obviously could have run the repeats very, very fast, but he was kind of trying to stick with me. It didn't really work out. It was kind of frustrating because I was hoping he would help pace me. The run was a good example of how people of different paces will have trouble running together sometimes. I feel like it was up to him to wait for me, because if I could run faster I, you know, would.
It makes me a little worried about our plans to run the marathon together. I know he's faster, but we both think since it's his first marathon it will be good to have a slower and more consistent pace. I don't know.. I am worried he will get ahead of me and I will get pissed at him and get all emotional and it will ruin my race. But I know I'm really over thinking this. Most of our runs together are great, especially the long runs that matter the most. And he wants to run together and says he will stick with me.
Of course if he can't keep up with me, tough shit. I know, I'm a horrible person but he knows the deal.
We talked about all this last night and we both apologized- me for getting upset (did I forget to mention I started crying and bitched him out?) and him for not sticking with me. We're determined to run this marathon together and we're really looking forward to it. We're one of those annoying couples that does everything together, so I can't imagine anything better. I'm so proud of him for being a great runner and I'm deeply grateful for his support and patience with me. In everything.