On Mondays, Norah started ballet at school. It goes from 3:15 until 4:15, so I have an hour to kill. How do I do that? How do you think? Run!
It's too hot at that time of day to run outside, but yesterday I did what will probably become routine on Mondays: Run on the treadmill at the gym.
It's been a looooooooonnnngggggg while since I last ran on a treadmill, and even though it was boring, it was nice to feel (somewhat) speedy again. Over the course of the last few months, even though I wear my Garmin and record my time, I have been doing my best to ignore my timing since it's been so dang slow. I know that this time of year, with the heat, always slows me down, and this year I also have to account for the toll a streak takes on me. So, I've gotten used to averaging 10:30 min/miles.
But, yesterday's run on the treadmill was a different story. Inside the A/C and on the treadmill (where I can just set the pace and then keep up), I ran 6 miles in 58:10, which is a 9:40 pace. Stil slow considering that in March I ran a 10K in 56:12, which is a 9:03 pace.
Still. I was pleased with it. A sub-hour 6 miler right now is more than welcome!
Today, then, I'm feeling it: A bit sore, a bit tight. But, pleasantly so.