T.E.: Hi Tom, how's it going. Good luck tonight, but you'll blow it against Newcastle. Anyway, Dave dropped out of the pacing group. Is it ok if I bump you up from 3:30 to 3:15?
Me.: Oh, uhm, err ... only if you're REALLY desperate ...
T.E.: I am. That's great, see you then. Thanks a million.
Me: Oh, uhm, err ...
beep, beep, beep
Me: What the hell have I just agreed to (well, kinda)???
It's not that I don't think I won't be able to pace 3:15. I'm fairly confident that I can. But I am pacing Kildare the week after and God only knows if I am able to recover, and I really do not want to let my prospective Kildare pacees down. So much for pacing gigs being ideal training runs because the pace will be so comfortable!
At least I can now claim that the pace I ran for most of the previous weeks was in preparation for Limerick.
Just to prove that recovery is not guaranteed, my legs felt really heavy on Monday morning. Knowing that the mileage would take a leap next Sunday, I had already decided to cut it down a little bit during the week, and after the first step was most grateful for that decision. I was not sure how long the "concrete pillar" stage would last and with two marathons coming up straight away I was wondering just how deep a hole I was digging for myself.
Then something happened that evening to squarely put me back into a positive frame of mind.
- 30 Apr
- 8 miles, 1:03:56, 7:59 pace, HR 137
- 1 May
- 10 miles, 1:17:47, 7:46 pace, HR 148