…yeah! That is what I said to The Hubs as he ran out of sight ahead of me and I turned about three blocks early so I could be in front of him on the way back home during our
race run together tonight. Ok, so he said he could out run me, that I couldn’t keep up with him. He was right. Oh it pains me to say so. Anyway, we set out for three miles and I hung close for the first .8 of a mile. Then he pulled away.
Grrr….I was running really fast. At least for me. But not fast enough. Speed vs. Endurance: Which would you prefer? I know it is possible to have both but those people that do, the ones who run a marathon in 3 hours or less, they don’t seem like mere muggles to me (Harry Potter term if you aren’t privy to the term Muggle). Anyway, I have been completely slacking in the speed department and wasn’t sure what I could pull off during tonight's challenge-to keep up with The Hubs for 3 miles. I thought I was going to throw up in the first mile.
I’m not gonna lie, I cut the cul-de-sacs short to cut his lead and it still wasn’t enough…he pulled ahead and finally with .8 left I decided that at the top of the hill I was going to head home to give me exactly 3 miles. Plus I wanted to use the downhill to my advantage time and pace wise. I arrived at the summit and turned to run down, as The Hubs ran on toward the end of the street in the opposite direction. I was going to beat him home but that wasn’t the challenge. I was supposed to keep up with him. But I ran a speedy run and didn’t throw up.
3 miler stats: 24:05 8:01 min/mile pace
Mile 1—7:43 Mile 2—8:24 Mile 3---7:57
I think I’ll mark today’s run as Speedwork.
I may not have kept up with The Hubs but I certainly had a good run and that, ladies and gentlemen, is all that matters.