It’s been a tough week, compounded by the fact that my wonderful housemate has infected me with his cold. Today I woke up feeling awful, though my ability to breathe improved after my morning run. I still went through a box of kleenex in two days, though.
Monday’s workout consisted of 4 X 1 mile with three minutes rest in between. I felt pretty strong on this one. My intervals were 6:04, 6:09, 6:01, 6:09. I was happy that I was fairly consistent, since it’s tough to keep pace on intervals of that length when running alone. Plus, the workout ended a less-than wonderful day on something of a positive note. I had spent the entire day shuffling around campus at a very slow pace because of my blisters. As a result, I was late for most of my classes. I was also late for practice, since it took me a good ten minutes to get from class to the Phys-Ed Center, another few minutes to change, and a bit of time to tape my feet up again. The group left without me. Thankfully, I was only a few minutes behind, and joined them for the intervals.
Tuesday proceeded according to routine. 4 miles in the morning, and 10 at practice. The time in between was spent sneezing and suffering.
Today’s workout was interesting. It consisted of 12 X 400m with 1 minute rest. We were supposed to run them in about 90 seconds, but our group ran in the 85-88 range for most of the intervals. I was probably overthinking this one, as evidenced by my incessant babbling to my teammates about how to wrap my head around this workout. I haven’t done intervals this short since January, so I had no idea how to deal with this workout! Regardless, I ran pretty well, and I’m feeling strong for Western. I’m getting really excited about this weekend’s race. I don’t think I’ve ever been this pumped!