Since the sun, at its very brightest this morning, failed even to melt the ice on the car outside, I didn’t even make an effort to venture out to test the temperature. Cold enough methinks.
And yet as a Sunday, I had to run, so I climbed aboard the magic carpet and it took me…. well, absolutely nowhere actually. Despite a lot of effort on my part.
A set of intervals were long overdue, so after a brief warm-up, I did five sets consisting of 200m at 6mph, 200m at 7mph and 400m at 8.5mph, this latter rising by 0.5mph each set. Thus I ended up at around the 3 mile mark running 400m at 10.5mph with a brief rise to 11mph to push my heart rate slightly higher.
After a short recovery, I finished off the session with half a mile at 7mph giving a grand total of 4 miles covered in 34.14… an overall average of pretty much 7mph on the nose. This is the speed I will need to able to run at for 26.2 miles in April if I am to hit my 3 hours 45 minutes target time.
Yikes!
time you got out in the snow!
Hmm… you may have been running faster than me, but we both travelled the same distance in the same time, and I did it with more efficiency and wasn’t even out of breath at the end! Does that mean I won?
It took me more than a moment to catch your drift Bro… I reckon that alone means that you won!