Our training schedule today called for a 10K Race so at omfg early we headed out. I was using the 10K PR workout I made for my last 10K race which has a slower 1 mile warm up, a faster 4.5 mile middle and then a faster yet .77 end.
We stuck to it fairly well till about 2/3rds of the way through and then we just kept going faster till the very end, ending up with all but 1 mile negative splits. The 1 mile outlier was due to a water break but it was needed by yours truly. My #runningwife not necessarily so much in spite of what she says but she likes to pretend she’s as bad as me at running so I don’t feel bad. But I see what she does or doesn’t do.
As usual at a couple of points I hit that personal wall of “this is ridiculous” and as usual I pushed through it and kept going. I’m not a saint, there are times the wall wins. But I can usually push through it.
In the end I cut almost 4 minutes off my last 10K Race and 2 and a half minutes off my PR from back in May.
As my #runningwife was quite quick to point out, it wasn’t her fastest 10K but it was her fastest 10K in the last several years. But since she insists on sticking to my pace my PR’s will be her PR’s until she decides to cut her boat anchor and move on.
The fact that the cooler temps shows that I have actually improved somewhat over the summer in spite of my summer race and training times is somewhat heartening. I was starting to wonder if I’d hit the ‘this is as fast as I can be’ point. Obviously there is a moment in everyone’s running where, that’s it, that’s all I can do with what I have to work with.
But maybe I’m not quite there yet after all.