I ran 6 miles yesterday. Actually, it was somewhere just north of 6 miles, but who's counting. It felt good to get back out there and lose myself in a longish run.
Sidenote: It's not really a "long" run - those are reserved for 10+ miles in my book. So maybe I should just call it a medium run. But it was longer than I've done in several weeks. Anyway.
I didn't run it very fast, and ended up walking it a bit here and there. I listened to one of the more recent Phedippidations podcasts (The Poetry of Running), and pondered big, deep thoughts. Like what I wanted to snack on during the Superbowl.
Overall, though, I was thrilled with the 11:40 average pace. Two or three years ago, a 13:00 pace was about the best I could do for 2 or 3 mile runs - and I was exhausted at the end of them. I was pretty tired yesterday, but I'm not too sore today, so I guess my baseline has strengthened significantly.
That's a good thing. 'Cause I'm gonna need every bit of baseline I've got on March 6 when I try to run 13.1 miles on a month's worth of training...
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