I’ve looked forward to writing this post all night.
My run yesterday was… unusual to say the least!
It began by being asked by a guy in a truck to look for his missing dogs. Sure! No problem.
Then a dog about the size of my (new) Brooks PureFlow2 came running straight at me. Seriously. He was like a Kamikaze. He got right up to me and then ran behind me barking. I was afraid I would step on him and hurt him (or worse).
Then I ran by a house that has a dog that is always chained up in the front yard. He barks at me like I am his worse enemy. Each time I run by he comes running after me and then gets yanked by the chain. I wave and move on. HOWEVER, this time there was no chain. He ran at me, through the yard, into the street and looked like he was going to take me down. I was shocked. I just slowed down and told him “Stop”. He ran past and back into his yard. Talk about hair standing up on my head. Why didn’t these people have the dog tied up!!!
On the the good part of the run.
For some reason my phone kept switching from GPS to the accelerometer. It did it 3 times in 2 miles. Sadly when it was on the accelerometer it would measure my pace at walking pace. So by the time I got to 2 miles, I was at a 9:00 average pace and I know I should have been around 8:20. I finally stopped, rebooted my phone and then started again. It did the accelerometer one more time and then finally kept with the GPS.
As I hit the middle of my run I started feeling great. My legs felt great, my new shoes had spring and I was moving. Since I don’t run sprints or and type of speed runs, I will race cars, buses and other runners to get my speed in. It is a psychological thing. If I hear a car coming up behind me and there is a stop sign ahead, I’ll try and beat it to the sign. This gives me random moments of sprinting without having to make it a formal thing. Yesterday I beat 2 cars and ran by one (slow) jogger (who sped up as I passed. Seriously, I knew he wasn’t in great condition. Why speed up as I run past? Like a car on the interstate. You go to pass and they go from 60 Mph to 80. So annoying). Sorry for the rant.
Finally the really fun part. I know I was moving fast. I ended the last two miles at my 5K pace which is usually reserved for races only. 🙂
As I was on the last leg of my run, I saw a young runner ahead of me, so my goal was to try to catch him. I honestly thought I couldn’t, but I wanted to try. As I was catching up he stopped to stretch. Ha. I caught him and was running below a 7:00 pace. As I passed, he looked at me and started to run with me. He asked how far I was going and I said I was just going a half mile. He asked if he could join since he only had that much more to run also. I said that would be great. I have never run with anyone in my neighborhood before other then my kids. We ran at a 7:00 pace and talked a bit. He said that he is going back into the military and trying to get back into shape. I got to tell him I weighed almost 300 lbs just 3 years ago and am getting ready for Nashville.
We got to the end of my run, shook hands, introduced ourselves and he turned to run home. I looked at my phone and I was at 7:03 for the last mile and only had .15 more to go to finish the mile. So I started running again. I watched my phone and my run wasn’t registering. Suddenly the dreaded words! “Switching to Accelerometer”. NOOOOOO. I stopped my run and looked. My 7:03 pace was now 7:18 and I didn’t finish the mile, however my overall pace dropped from 9:00 average at mile 3 to 8:21. I felt great! I love my mountain and ACV!
Here is a pic of my splits (oh and if you managed to read this whole post – thanks. I usually try to keep them short!).