So this week has been going very well for me so far. Apparently my training is starting to produce adaptations and I am running fairly significantly faster than I have been yet I don't feel like I've been pushing it significantly harder than any other week. Mostly I feel very relaxed on my runs and am quite surprised when I see the time on my watch. So of course today was no different. In fact, today was the most extreme example! Worked all day after getting more than 4 hours sleep for a change, so I got home feeling pretty fresh. The sky was very overcast and it was supposed to snow but was not when I set out for my run. It started flurrying about a half mile in and didn't let up until close to the end, and I LOVED EVERY SECOND of running in the snow! For a fourth consecutive day I ran quite quickly and felt absolutely fine, with the exception of a final kick where I did push it a bit. Here's the damage:
10k (6.2 miles) in 44:22 (7:09 pace)
6 miles in 43:11 (7:11 pace)
final 0.2 in 71 seconds (5:50 pace)
including 4 miles in 29:20 (7:20 pace) meaning
final 2.2 miles in 15:02 (6:50 pace)The first mile, I didn't feel like I was going that fast. I concentrated on not going out like I had the previous two days, hold back til halfway and then run a negative split. Then I passed around 1 mile and saw it was 7:30. Then the snow came and that really put some pep in my step, I started singing "LET IT SNOW!" outloud to myself and smiling like a lunatic. Two miles was around 15:00 or so.
The first 2 miles are slightly uphill to Oakfield Ave. Then there's mostly flat the rest of the way, and it's amazing what a difference that made to me. I didn't increase my effort at all but I felt like I had sped up considerably. Turns out I
was speeding up.
By mile 4 I was at about a 7:20 mile. But instead of slowing down, which was my concern about going out too fast for a longer distance like this, I was getting faster still! Right after turning into the Duck Pond area, I realized that I would come very close to my 5 mile Turkey Trot time from just over 2 weeks ago. And this is a TRAINING RUN! and not even a speed one. My head was trying to grasp how this was possible while at the same time just really enjoying the feeling of being out in this winter weather and seeing people putting up Christmas lights. I was also telling myself not to worry about the 5 mile time, that this was a training run and PR's weren't the main concern here, just to run steady and easy like I'd been doing.
Well I wound up hitting 5 miles in ~35:45, or somewhere near 45 seconds below my 5 mile race time! I did not expect that, but was pleasantly surprised and got some adrenaline for the final stretch. I had to wait a bit at the light by the high school as usual. Once I turned off Wantagh Ave I felt myself pick it up a bit without consciously thinking about it.
My favorite moment of the run came shortly after turning off Wantagh Ave. As I was running down the street, the snow flurries still falling, I saw a mother putting her son in the backseat of a minivan. As I approached she took a look, then did a double take eyeing me in my running shorts and t-shirt and as I passed shook her head in disbelief and yelled out, "Are you insane or something?" to which I promptly replied as I ran by chuckling, "I'm a runner, I HAVE to be crazy!" That gave me a mental boost and totally made my day. On top of making me FEEL like what I'm doing is SPECIAL. It takes a SPECIAL kind of person to be a runner, to willingly put yourself through this day after day, no matter the conditions or the way you feel. I love the quote "My sport is your sport's punishment" because it sums up what it is to be a runner, we're different, and we love it!
Anyway, I had run easy all the way up to mile 6. Setting a 10k PR was an afterthought given that from mile 5, I'd have had to run the last 1.2 in over 13 minutes to NOT. I hit 6 miles and took off with whatever I had left. My face was contorting, I was drooling, my legs finally felt it, and when I was done and looked down at my time I let out a big YES! and did a little victory jump thing that must have looked odd to passing cars.
I'm still trying to figure out what's changed this week compared to the previous few. But I'm not going to complain or worry. I haven't been pushing too hard, my heart rate isn't too high where I'm running anaerobically, and my legs feel GREAT, both in an injury-free and un-fatigued sense. Tomorrow will be an easy 5k and I will make sure it's slow and easy before my long run Sunday. We'll see how that and next week goes before fully weighing in on what this week means.