Under my Training Strategy of the Week, I’ve been running 10-minute miles. My scheme is to get comfy with a 10-minute pace and then expand the number of miles (as opposed to running more miles more slowly). I was up to two 10-minute miles last week and felt fine. A hard effort, but I figured it would start to get a little easier this week.
Today I wore the heart monitor strap just to see what the numbers were at that level. As it turns out, I was clinically dead. The first mile showed that I was totally maxing out. As I started the second mile, the number showed that I was holding on to a high-voltage power line while standing in a tub of water. SWEET JESUS IN A PROM DRESS YOU CAN’T RUN THIS FAST YOU MORON SLOW DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the hr advised me.
And that’s when it happened. I thought to myself. I CAN’T run this fast. Even though I knew I had done it all last week. When I wasn’t thinking about it, 10-minute miles came easily. When my brain got involved, it became too hard.
This is why you shouldn’t let your brain get anywhere near you running shoes. Logic should play no part in this game.
Tomorrow, back to the old strategy. Don’t think, just run.
And BK will have fun playing with her new elastric strap toy …