I had one of those workouts this week that pushed me mentally and physically. I was nervous about it going in. The workout was 20x400m, with 400m rest intervals, three miles warm up and three miles cool down, 16 miles total. TWENTY 400's. Twenty. 20.
I was nervous. And I was still a little tired from a super quick trip to New York. My little brother came out from NY for a week, and then took Marcus and Shorty back to New York with him for some spoiling from the grandparents. Then Nate and I went out to NY to spend a few days with family and bring the little boys home. We took a red-eye flight on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning to NY, then had a few wonderful days in NY with my parents. We went to a super fun water park, got to see my 92 and 94 year old grandparents (they are amazing!), and spent a really fun day in the city at the Museum of Natural History, Jekyll and Hyde's Restaurant and on Broadway! My Dad and I got to see Aladdin with the younger boys (it was WONDERFUL) and Nate saw Rock of Ages with my mom. :) Then a red-eye flight and three hour drive back home Saturday night/Sunday morning. So happy, but so, so tired.
|My Dad, Shorty, Me, Marcus and Nate at the Museum of Natural History|
|Cooling off on the steps of my parents' pool after a hot, hot NY run|
So at 4am on Tuesday morning I was still pretty tired and worn out, and the idea of 20x400 alone on the track was more than a bit daunting. Even during my warm up I was questioning myself and feeling nervous about being able to hit the targets. I worked hard on getting my head in the right place and took off on the first one. Too fast! Happy problem... but... I don't want to make it any harder on myself so I pulled back (and coach warned me about going to fast early on). Second one... too fast... pulled back a bit more. Three and four felt pretty good and I started to relax and just go with the flow of the work out. Hard lap, easy lap. Run fast... strong but relaxed... fast and free.... head up, wings out. :) Each set of four was progressively faster, and with each set I felt better and better... faster, stronger, and more confident.
I didn't miss a single split, and completely rocked the workout... alone on a track... dark at first, then with a pretty sunrise as a backdrop.
My splits were -
1-4 - 1:28, 1:26, 1:32, 1:32
5-8 - 1:30, 1:31, 1:30, 1:30
9-12 - 1:28, 1:28, 1:28, 1:29
13-16 - 1:27, 1:24, 1:23, 1:27
17-20 - 1:23, 1:19, 1:21, 1:19
Five miles of running (with rest intervals) at about 5:48 pace. Not too shabby. :)
It SURE would be nice to have a training partner on mornings like this!
Afterwards I thanked Ray for challenging me and believing in me. He continues to give me new workouts that challenge me mentally and physically, but always knows what I am capable of. I am learning to trust that I can do more than I think and can do what he gives me.
We can always do more than we think, and one of the most awesome things about running is that it helps us find our limits and then push past them. The only way to find out how good you can be is to keep working, keep pushing, and keep doing the hard and scary things you aren't sure you can.
29 days until Pocatello Marathon!
"If there is no struggle there is no progress." - Frederick Douglass