You're probably thinking, "yea right, Jamie. You're exaggerating". Sorry, I wish this were true. Just today I was questioning if I would be able to run 6 miles, when I just did that two days ago and got a better than I could have ever imagined PR.
I guess this comes from all of those times that I have gone out to run and it has ended HORRIBLY. The last time that happened was the Polar Bear Series half marathon and probably the time before that was the 11 miler that Mike and I ran on my birthday (slowing down to 12 minutes per mile pace was not exactly how I thought that run was going to go). I have been questioning my ability to do well at THIS weekend's half marathon as a result.
Yet, I have had AMAZING runs lately, too. The race this past weekend was just the icing on the cake.
See, I can run (while holding spatulas) for 6 miles
Tonight, even though I was questioning my ability to run 6 miles, Mike and I headed out to do a tempo run (I was especially questioning the tempo part). The plan was to do six 1 mile loops at a local park in Rochester, with a 2 mile warm-up, 2 mile tempo and 2 mile cool-down. We only ran together for the first two miles and then Mike took off at a faster pace than me, which is completely fine since I am not at his tempo pace, yet!
Mile 1 - 9:26 pace
Mile 2 - 9:27 pace
Mile 3 - 8:31 pace
Mile 4 - 8:30 pace
Mile 5 - 9:28 pace
Mile 6 - 9:15 pace
Oh look at that, I WAS able to run 6 miles, hit my tempo pace (maybe even slightly faster) AND negative split. Who knew? Obviously not my brain since it tries to play tricks on me.
So from now on brain, stop doing that because I can do this. I am not going to forget how to run, not if I have anything to say about it at least, and I am going to just keep getting faster and faster and running farther and farther.