August 6th, 2010: My heart monitor is proving to be an admirable educator. I will certainly use it when running the half marathon because it allows you to maintain a steady pace. Unfortunately, attempts to equate my pulse with miles per minute hasn’t worked out. During my first forty minute run this week I paced out for a 148 heart rate. The 7:55 pace I achieved earlier resulted from a pulse of 150, so I was disappointed in registering a 9:30 pace!
August 13th, 2010: Heat was the element I didn’t factor in. I usually disembark for my runs around 5PM and it can still be quite toasty here in North Carolina . The 9:30 pace was on accomplished on a torrid afternoon, but the next run was on a cloudy day and a few degrees cooler. This time I maintained a 150 pulse and ran at a 8:30 pace. It was kind of funky how I realized I was running faster than last time, despite the similar heart rate. Most telling was how I was consciously slowing down last time to keep my pulse on target – in cooler weather I could maintain a consistent pace without escalating my heart rate, the lesson being that heat carries a cumulative burden.
August 15th, 2010: The training program mandates three runs each week with the longest falling on Sunday. This past Sunday I did five miles at an 8:40 pace. I am definitely running harder than I have in years (how the heck did I ever run 6:30 miles?) and enthused by the effort. Tomorrow is six miles and I am psyched for the run. Can I keep extending the mileage and maintain the pace? That is the current goal and I really haven’t challenged myself like for this in eons. I begin to set my sights on completing the half marathon in less than two hours and that goal rests on whether or not I can persist as the runs stretch out.
Really am pleased with reading about how to train for the event because I would have completed the run at a much slower pace under my original regimen. The slight regret is that I would be running across Snow’s Cut Bridge by now under the original game plan (but VERY slowly, lol).
Shortly after this encouraging session, karma weighed in. Years ago I worked for a travel club and yesterday the owner left a cryptic phone message wondering if I was “planning any exotic adventures”? Called back today and was tickled to learn they had just partnered with a ‘travel’ medical insurance provider. Mike knew my penchant for rigorous adventures and was looking to kick the tires on the travel insurance service. Boy did I have a story for him! The result was that they secured a year’s membership for me with their new partner. Although the coverage expires before Le Grand Raid, I am not one to defy serendipity – will just need to schedule a rigorous hike somewhere and see whether the service is seeking a testimonial that might further my fundraising efforts.
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