Have I mentioned recently that I hate the Dreadmill?
I hate the dreadmill... seriously. My mind just does not comprehend that I can go fast on a treadmill. So instead I end up running 17:00 miles which is practically crawling. Seriously kids... I think grandma would have passed me.
I took out my warm up and cool down time and it really figures to be about a 16 minute pace which still isn't my cup of tea but it sounds damn better than 17. At least at 16 I can still qualify to run in some races.
I don't think my body likes the idea of running in place. My mind knows it is not getting any where and so therefor starts to protest. I was invited to run out at Greenbriar High School by the Assistant Track Coach but unfortunately the weather was a bit to dreary for my sniffly nose. So instead I was confined to hotel workout room hell.
But in the end I completed 6 miles on the dreadmill today and for that I am grateful. I know it wasn't at the speed at which I wanted but it felt like a damn good workout. And now I am going to Macaroni Grill to celebrate my run by loading up on carbs.
I took out my warm up and cool down time and it really figures to be about a 16 minute pace which still isn't my cup of tea but it sounds damn better than 17. At least at 16 I can still qualify to run in some races.
I don't think my body likes the idea of running in place. My mind knows it is not getting any where and so therefor starts to protest. I was invited to run out at Greenbriar High School by the Assistant Track Coach but unfortunately the weather was a bit to dreary for my sniffly nose. So instead I was confined to hotel workout room hell.
But in the end I completed 6 miles on the dreadmill today and for that I am grateful. I know it wasn't at the speed at which I wanted but it felt like a damn good workout. And now I am going to Macaroni Grill to celebrate my run by loading up on carbs.