Notes
I really surprised myself today. We did a threshold 800 interval run, and when Coach gave us our paces, he said 3:15 and I almost about died. Like, I don't remember the last time I ran a 3:15, and I ran a marathon four days ago. So it was surprising.
But then, I went out with Megan and Liz, and it just felt so slow. Like, it felt like they were holding too much back. I ran with them a bit, but stayed behind in case they decided to leave and I couldn't keep up. But it was evident that I was going to be able to pace with them, so I tried to help them with the wind on the third one and just ended up running away with it. Then on the second set, I decided that I was going to push a lot more, because I could, so I did. And then on the last one my legs sort of gave out with 100m left, so I said aww screw it and ended with a 3:05, which is still, for me, spectacular.
So I'm pretty proud of my efforts today. And I still didn't even feel like I was working that hard. i just really surprised myself, because I don't run 800s. Like, at all. I'm horrible at them. Or used to be.
Man, I'm kind of mad that I'm running so well now, but ran like crap on Sunday. I KNOW I could have qualified for Boston if things wouldn't have gone how they did. It almost makes me want to run one this Sunday just to do it. Like, I'm just itching to. I want that qualification before I head off to school in August.
But I blew my chance. That oppurtunity is gone. It really sucks. Today was great and all, but marathoning is what I love. I'm going to miss my distance runs. A lot. I already do, because I know those days are pretty much over until June.