Another week that was disrupted by travel. After running a half marathon in 18 degrees and strong headwinds (and ice underfoot) last weekend, I caught a flight to Tampa. Tuesday morning was perfect running weather - mid-40s - I laughed at the native Tampons (yes, I know they prefer "Tampanians" but it's my blog) as they bundled in puffy parkas and head scarves. I thought they were crazy for their choice of attire, I'm sure they thought the same of me in my light long sleeve t-shirt and shorts.
|View from my hotel room showing|
part of the trail I ran on. Not bad.
By Thursday morning, it was in the mid-60s and humid for my easy run. And I was starting to get acclimated. Just in time to fly back to DC for Friday morning's track workout in (you guessed it) 18 degrees. At least this time there was no wind and no ice.
My workouts this week were surprisingly fast. Friday's track workout felt sluggish and slow, but in comparing it to others this year, it was one of my quickest. And Sunday's 4-3-2-1 workout was shockingly fast. Part of it is because I had a good group to work with; part is because I'm getting fitter, and part is because I ran it too fast - much closer to half marathon pace than full. Mea culpa. (in fairness, I didn't feel like I was straining or struggling during the workout, though I was working hard.)
While I'm a bit annoyed at myself for running the workout too fast, I'm also thrilled with it, simply because I couldn't have run those paces in this workout two weeks ago. It's evidence that my fitness is really on the right track, rather than stalling as it did last fall. And I think a lot of that is the result of keeping my workouts under control (today obviously excluded) and my easy days easy.
Now I just need to continue to keep stuff under control. Which gets hard when you sense things are starting to bloom.