Or maybe these 'new' things that I'm learning are actually things I've learnt before but have forgotten. Because I'm more prone to being forgetful these days.
I learnt a valuable lesson as a runner yesterday. Don't assume, when you agree to run a nice easy pace with another runner, that their easy pace will be the same as yours.
I didn't run hills with the squad yesterday morning. I'd counted my chickens before they'd hatched when I'd thrown all my worries into the river on Wednesday morning to be washed out to sea. You should never count your chickens before they're hatched because a goanna might get into the nest and eat a few of those eggs.
I'd been a little premature in kissing the anxiety good-bye. This is not a quick-fix thing. It's going to take a little while for things to settle down. And by Wednesday evening I knew I didn't have it in me to get up before dawn to push myself up hills over and over again. But by Thursday evening I was wanting to go for a nice easy run.
I'd managed to find myself a partner-in-crime. #2 son, Josh said he'd run with me. So as soon as he was ready we set out.
We'd agreed that we'd take it easy and relaxed. In my head that meant around 6 minute pace. But Josh is 25 years younger than me and a lot stronger so his easy and relaxed is more like my tempo pace.
Right from when we took off I was breathing harder than I'd hoped to. Josh looked like he was doing it easy. He seemed relaxed and comfortable and wasn't breathing heavily at all while I was left scurrying along behind him - two strides for each of his - trying desperately not to get left behind because it was dark and although I love running in the dark in the morning it's a different matter at night when all the weirdos come out to play. And there was the little matter of the flasher who's been showing his wares in the Botanical Gardens, which was where we were heading.
The first kilometre clicked over at 5:35. The second at 5:18. By the fourth we were running at 5:07 pace. Almost a minute under what I'd thought we'd be running. But, surprisingly, I was keeping up (probably because Josh was slowing occasionally to let this happen) and, even more surprisingly, I felt really good. Strong. Like I could keep at this pace for a long time. As long as there were no hills.
But of course there were hills. In the form of bridges. And there were two of them that we had to cross. And they did slow us down a little. To 5:14 for the first and 5:08 for the second. Which, for me really isn't slow at all.
At the top of the second bridge we stopped and walked for a bit. Lack of fuel had caught up with my speedy partner but it wasn't long till he was good to go. He said we'd back off on the pace a bit. And we did - to 5:35 again.
We had only about a kilometre and a half to go at this point. Home and dinner were only a little bit further to run. That's when Josh really opened up. One minute I was on his shoulder and the next he was a good thirty metres ahead. I was running as fast as I could but he was just widening the gap. I was gasping for breath and my legs were burning but I felt amazing! Exhilarated! Alive!! And it gave me a big dose of confidence after my less than sterling run at Great Ocean Road.
Not quite the run that I'd planned. But plans are meant to be broken, aren't they? And this ended up being one of those great runs that keep you coming back for more.
So thank you Josh!
Great job on getting it done my friend! If it was easy, everyone would do it! <3ReplyDelete
I guess I should feel lucky that so far I can still kick the boys tails at running but I know that won't always be the case!
Now that is what I long for, the freedom to run as fast as the legs will let me... and the moment I'm in pain if I try and stretch the legs. I want to be able to run myself tired and be hurting because I'm running at my max! Now because that might still take a couple of weeks I will like you to run hard for me, Thank you.ReplyDelete
Wow! Nice fast run!ReplyDelete
It's runs like that I live for!! The ones that keep you coming back for more!! :)ReplyDelete
Yay. Sounds like it worked out to be a good run, albeit not at the easy pace you expectedReplyDelete
Way to go speedy :-)ReplyDelete
This is awesome. I'm glad Josh is running. Even better, he's running with you!ReplyDelete
Maybe you can teach n old dog new tricks!! Were you quoting yourself during the run??!! I really liked your quote yesterday keep them coming I need a voice in my ear kicking my butt!!ReplyDelete
I guess something like that is a good way to challenge yourself every so often!ReplyDelete
Sounds great. I have NO speed in me these days. Will Josh come run with me?ReplyDelete
That's great! Good pace.ReplyDelete
Although you had something else in mind, through the lines I read that you had so much fun. What turned out to be an easy run became a good tempo run.ReplyDelete