Thank god for the humiliation challenge or my lazy butt wouldn’t have run a single mile this weekend. I ran on both Saturday and Sunday and reached my goal of four runs for the week. Here’s the breakdown:
Week 1 of the Humiliation Challenge
Tuesday – 5.3 miles (Pace: molasses uphill)
Wednesday – 4 miles (Pace: molasses on flat ground)
Saturday – 5 miles (Pace: molasses on slight decline)
Sunday – 3 miles (Pace: geriatric turtle)
Total – 17.3 miles
As you can see, I also reached my goal of a minimum of 17 miles for the week. I did consider running the extra 2.7 miles on Sunday for an even 20 miles, but decided against it for two reasons. One, I just wasn’t up for the extra distance on Sunday, and, two, it’s been a while since I’ve had a weekly mileage in the double digits and I didn’t want to push my luck.
Overall I’m pleased with my progress, but my sucktastic lack of speed has been a bit of a downer. Yes, all my runs have been done at an easy pace, but this easy pace has been a lot slower than my previous easy pace. That’s not good. For the moment I’m trying not to obsess, but it’s difficult because that’s what I do best. Speed is going to have to wait; for now I just need to get firmly back into the running groove again.
Besides running, I enjoyed my last weekend alone in the flat before the return of the housemates sometime this week. Yesterday I met friends at a local pub to watch The Boat Race on a big screen television and spent the rest of the day enjoying the sunshine, which has been significantly increased due to English daylight savings time which happened Saturday night. All in all, it was a good weekend.
All right, folks, that’s it for me. Have a great week. I’ll catch up with you later.