Phoenix rising

First off, I want to say that I did run on Friday. I feel horrible about how that experience went with DH. But it was not a fun experience because I let my emotions overtake me and it ruined what was supposed to be a fun workout with my hubby. It's the first time I ended a run in tears. I don't want to talk about it. I don't want it to happen again. And DH, I am so sorry about how things turned out on that run. I know I said that once, but I feel badly enough about it to want to repeat it because that's how much I love you.

So fast forward to Sunday morning...

We woke up to rain beating down so I knew that we weren't going to go to the flying field where DH flies his model airplanes. I enjoyed sleeping in and woke up feeling somewhat relaxed and yet full of energy. After having a cup of coffee and doing some work for school, I decided that I was going to try to run.  I didn't want Friday's run to ruin a good thing that I have going...which is where I knew I am starting to feel like a real runner. In the past, I might have just given up and said screw it...but the last thing I want to be known for is quitting something. I may not be the best but when I want something, I won't give up on it. So I laced up my shoes and decided I needed to get back on my training plan because I feel like I have been improving with it.

Today's run plan looked like this: 5 minute brisk walk, 90 second run, 90 second walk, 3 minute run, 3 minute walk, 90 second run, 90 second walk, 3 minute run, 3 minute walk, 5 minute brisk walk cool down.

The last time I hit this day when I first started running, I got through the first 3 minute run (barely) and was DONE a minute into the second 3 minute run. I bailed out early on each of my run segments and called it a success (when I knew deep in my heart it wasn't). Admittedly, I was a little nervous that I wasn't going to make it through again.

So imagine my intense surprise and pleasure as I got halfway through the workout (after the first 3 minute run) and I was already under my projected pace and hadn't walked more than I needed to. And my joy when I finished the second 3 minute run feeling like I could have run more (after a quick walk break). So...in my 5 minute cool down, I ran. No set time...just tried to run between point a and b as fast as I could.

And I felt great. I my lungs felt like I could have kept going but I have to remember that I am working on getting my legs to catch up with the rest of me. As much as I wanted to go farther or more, I have learned that I need to trust the plan because it's about building up the leg muscle strength. The last thing I need is an injury or something to sideline me.

Anyhow: today's run specs
2.01 miles
28:20 (14:04 pace)
14:15 mile 1
13:49 mile 2 (YAY for negative splits!)

And I must be addicted to running: this weekend is probably one of the few times in my life that I have essentially failed at something and rather than giving up and saying screw it, I guess I can't do it, I got out there and proved the inner negative voice in my head wrong. I know I can do it. I just have to keep trying to prove it to myself.