Once more it is June. Again. And again I embark upon that epic effort of daily blogging, take three, wherein I call upon myself for a kind of rambling focus, picking from a list of daily topics, and with neither planning nor advance writing, strive to pepper this blog with the free-thought, free-writing wonder that is another one of Those 30 Posts in June. Today, that post just happens to be:
June 28th // Something You Want To Break
Neatly, happily, and conveniently aligned with the publication of this post I realize that one of the small handful of races I’m running this summer is happening tonight.
It’s not a big race. In fact, it’s quite a short race: It’s the annual Blue Mile, a one mile –one-point-six klick– sprint down Whyte Avenue and through the streets of Old Strathcona, a few minutes of fast, fast running that is due to be followed by a bit of socializing at a local pub.
I ran it last year. Last year, I was (merely) training for a half marathon and when the race was run in late-May I was (only) in for about three hundred and change klicks for the calendar year. I was feeling fast. I was feeling strong. But looking back I still had a long way to go.
I ran that mile in seven minutes and forty-three seconds. A bit under a 5 min/km pace.
Not epic by any standard, and not epic by the speedy time set by the elite group that followed us fifteen minutes later, but I felt pretty good about it.Last night, at our regular clinic night, I ran a short eight klick tempo run –a speedy, stamina-pushing training run– at about the same pace I ran that mile last year.
It felt good.
And then, last night when I got home and added my daily tally to the annual total of my distance I quietly noted that I’d passed through the half-way point of my annual goal. I’m now sitting at over half of my planned 1500 km on the year, having run almost 756 klicks in 2013.
Overall? I’m feeling strong. I’m feeling fast. I’m feeling confident.
And truth be told, my speed is not up that much. A little. But my training has been more about endurance than speed… but I think –just a nudging, niggling feeling of it– that with a good push tonight I can break my time from last year. That I can break my PR on the Blue Mile and set myself a new one.
Sure, it’s a low bar, but it’s one little thing I’d really like break on this hot Friday in late-June.
Update: Success. I had a great run and clocked a watch time of 6:51. Need to wait and see what the actual chip time was, but it’ll be close.