came into this one toying with the idea(s) of how to pace myself. i don't know that that's actually the way to put it. i was trying to decide how and when to work in my walking segments. after meeting with my coach yesterday, we decided that i should just walk the aid stations, which should be positioned ~ every mile. this was ideal, except for the fact that i don't (yet?) run 10mm. so, for the first mile, i ran it. and walked the aid station. that was too long. so, i decided to try the 5/1 approach. too short. i felt like friggin' goldie locks out there. except that bitch finally finds the one that's 'just right'. or so the story goes. me, well, i just ran. screw it. i ran, and when i needed to walk, i made sure it was after at least 5 mins of running, and that those walk breaks weren't > 1 min themselves. the first 2.5 miles were pretty hilly. and of COURSE with my luck, the times running were UPhill, while the walks were DOWNhill. bullshit.
the flat stretch was about miles 2.5-5.2 and it was blissful. i don't recall walking that much, and i tried to pick up the pace when i was running. about mile 3 the crazy number game started. 'if i keep up this pace, i'll make it in about x:xx.' coming through the flat stretch, i kept steady (or he kept steady with me) with this asian guy. so much so that i didn't walk anymore (or much, anyway) so as to keep with him. when we had exactly one mile left, we were on a slight downslide. i looked at him and told him we had one mile left, to pick it up. so i did. i was able to drop 2 min off my pace, actually. i did this alone, he didn't stay with me anymore. we round this turn, and up pops this hill. in 3 min time, i climbed 55 feet. friggin' ridiculous. i laughed when i saw that the damn road went LITERALLY straight uphill. i jogged it. about 2 yards left (seriously), i thought i was going to vomit. i honestly contemplated hurling all over the side walk (turns out, my HR was in the 190s, so go figure). instead, i walked. looking at the profile now, my walk up that hill was actually faster than my jog. now that's just f'ed up. blah.
in other news, i have a week off between assignments. start at another hospital on the 15th. this means HELL WEEK. please, let me try to contain my excitement. i figured i needed the training boost to get me back on track, if nothing else to tide me over for a couple months. and the minute i mentioned my break, my coach jumped at the opportunity. oh goodie. don't worry, i will post my crazy shit workouts. maybe i'll post them before i do them, so in case i die, you'll understand why...
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