So I have formulated a goal (because that is what us runners do). One that I've devised in a sort of peculiar manner. First and foremost, I wanted it to be challenging. I mean what's a goal if it's not challenging? Something, I've got to push myself to hit. Then I remembered I once heard a fairly fit priest comment that we're all so lazy these days that most grown adult men can't even run a 1o minute mile which got me thinking about back in highschool when my cousin and I went out for a run. The one and only run we ever ran together. You see, I being the runner of the family and he being the soccer star of the family, he deffered to me when it came to picking the pace. I (sprinter at the time with absolutely no knowledge about times and distances not measured in meters or at least meters over say...400 meters) happily replied that I could run a ten minute mile. Long story short, we returned walking, me with my hat handed to me (although I don't actually recall wearing a hat ;-).
Ten minute miles are my nemesis. It's almost as if my very running life depends on it. Now I am a firm believer that as long as you are moving those two feet in a semi-quick sort of fashion and it's faster than your walk to get to the hostess at Applebees on a Friday night before the people in that car that pulled in next to you at about the same time (so you can get a table first without the other people noticing of course), and your doing so on a somewhat semi-regular basis, then yes, my friend you are a runner, no matter what the speed. But for some reason, I am driven like a wild woman with a chocolate craving, to improve upon my times. Maybe the old sprinter in me? I don't know. But I think it started with that little ten-minute mile spark implanted in me many years ago by my cousin and later re-lit by a man of the cloth who happens to at times sport running shoes with his collar.
So I'm announcing my 1/2 goal here and now and I EXPECT all of you to hold me to it (especially important since I have been punking out of runs all week in favor of Cadbury eggs on the couch in front of the tv) Here it is:
Yep that would be 10 minute miles for the whole 13.1. (Why do I flinch a little when I type that? ) I think it's doable. My long runs have been 11:30minutes, speedwork at about 7 1/2 minute miles, and tempo runs right on 10 and I'm ready to pick it up just a touch now I do believe.
Secretly, I have another goal. You know the goal you REALLY want to hit, being that all conditions are right, weather, wind, legs, joints, feet, pre-race pasta dinner, sleep, breakfast, outfit, potty lines and just your general all around running disposition. But this is the somewhat unrealistic save yourself some embarrassment and tell no one goal, so I'm keeping it to myself.
And of course I also have a backup goal, which would be the goal that you really start to focus on about half way through the race when things are just not working out as planned and your shoe has somehow managed to rub off your band aid (or mole skin for you pros out there) and you know that blister can't take much more, or you discover that there's a stray stitch in you running shirt which is now causing chaffing in a location you didn't expect, or that pot hole just jumped right up out of nowhere and bit you somewhere that's now making it very hard for you to continue running. One of those races. That back up goal would be kind of like this "please God. just anything faster than the last time." That goal.
So those are my goals. In summary:
Bayshore 1/2 Marathon
Backup: Please Lord anything under 2:31
Ideal: Na na na na na na ...I'm not telling. But feel free to guess :-)
So tomorrow will be some more speedwork, but tonight....where are those darn eggs?
'Til next time...