Wednesday: Ran 25 minutes (5.3 pace; incline 1.0) approximately 2 miles (starting around 1:15pm); HR b/w 145-155 (endurance pace according to the treadmill)
Breakfast: 1 grapefruit, slice of wheat toast with peanut butter, two cups of coffee, one skim latte.
Today was one of those days when I had to exercise the willpower. But not in the way you think - I had to make myself *stop* running. I felt awesome. And part of this blog is try to figure out how to get to awesome as frequently as possible, so I thought I would add in all the side notes like what I ate etc.
So I got on the treadmill, warmed up for five minutes at 5.0, then bumped myself up to 5.3 and ran it out. And honestly, this is what I hate about base training - not that I hate it, but it's frustrating sometimes - is that no matter how good you feel, you know from all your reading and all your research the mantra is "never ever increase by more than 10% a week". So I was running 1.7 miles last week (don't laugh - when I got on the treadmill at the beginning of January I couldn't run five minutes. I am, as far as I am concerned, a rockstar), so to bump up 10% grazes right under 2.0 miles. Anymore than that I am going to stress my body, not allow it to rest and recover from the beating I'm giving it, put pressure on a genetically fragile set of hipflexors, blah blah, blah. Try telling that to someone who's flying high on the endorphins while glued to the CNN coverage of election returns from Hawaii and Wisconsin. But I stopped, grouchily, and stretched. Body count for the day - the left knee is still a little tender and my lower back feels sore (why?). Will lie on my office floor and stretch it out once everyone else goes home.
The search for the elusive "perfect" heart rate monitor continues. FS1 Polar. Is it worth the extra 20 bucks? TBD.
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