I missed yesterday's run. On the schedule was a 13 miler. Sitting in traffic on the freeway at 7:30 in the evening pretty much put the kibosh on that though.
So, I mashed my schedule around for the remainder of this week. I did have 13 miles on Thursday, 20 on Saturday and 5 on Sunday. I moved things around so that I have 9 miles Friday morning, 20 on Saturday, and then 9 on Sunday. Bottom line miles remains the same - I'm just messing with the order.
With this new schedule in hand, I headed out for my nine miles this morning. This was a run that has to go down in my diary of strange runs. First off, I had to get myself out of bed at 4:30 after not getting to bed until midnight last night. Then, I had to break out the headlamp and rear blinkers. I started at 5AM and it was *dark*. I started off down the street toward Crystal Cove. Everything felt fine. Breathing was normal. Heart rate was on the low end of aerobic range. I felt comfortable. I felt like I was moving along pretty well. I made it to the halfway point and checked my pace. Now, I don't expect this route to be particularly speedy - hills, streets and the like make it a little tougher than a simple flat run. But I was shocked when I looked down and saw 10:30. WTF?!?! It sure felt like I was moving faster than that!
Well, I guess it wasn't pretty, but I finished the run. Average pace of 10:37 and average heart rate of 75% of max. I'm sitting here now with some very sore legs and a really fatigued body. Time to suck it up though! 20 miles tomorrow!