7 mile progression run. I’m pathetic. I find something I like and use and abuse. like progression running, lululemon and chocolate to name a few. I always knew about progression running, but have not experienced the joy and benefit from them as I have this week. Had I known how fabulous they were, I would have been doing them and getting sick of them for far longer. It was either a progression run or just a steady run at about 7:15 pace. I went with progression. what do you know, my average pace ended up being 7:15. but I feel the benefits of the progression run were far more than if I had just gone out and done 7:15’s for 7 miles. That would have been boring, and more boring. do some progressions, have a fun run.
Here’s what my progression run gave me today – pace experience and training:
Mile 1 – 7:50 – my legs are dead. this is a good pace to start with. holding back a tad, but could just stay here for a bit
Mile 2 – 7:37 – wow, I’ve got the hang of this. Progressing nicely. legs are loosening.
Mile 3 – 7:32 – I should be a professional progressional runner. I’m perfect. So is this run.
Mile 4 – 7:18 – professional progressor out the window. that jump in pace was way to much, that was pace for mile 6. but mr. Gentleman running on the road in front of me, who I nicely progressed towards and passed, did not like being passed. he decided to race. and pick up his pace. #1, if I wanted to race I would have paid a high entry fee, made myself sick with anxiety and at least gotten a wicking shirt. maybe a medal. I did not want to race. I wanted to progress. #2, don’t race me. I will win. and then run circles around you. he didn’t pass me. but my progression run just got bumped up a notch.
Mile 5 – 7:16 – back to perfection. nice little increase. no one trying to race me.
Mile 6 – 7:06 – hello little hills. instead of letting you take my pace down today, I’m going to take you. I don’t know if you heard, but I’m doing a progression run. don’t get in the way. I have a pace to hit and it’s under 7:10. running a hill with purpose. making a hill fun.
Mile 7 – 6:16 – speed. I had planned on making this last one a speedy mile from the beginning. we hit speedy. Good stuff.
Mile .06 – 5:20 – sub 6 for .06 miles. watch out you Olympic sprinters. I’m coming to get you. not really. I just wanted to see a 5 something on my watch. running vanity at its finest.
Other fantastic things about progressions-
For the pacing dummies, like myself, it requires and teaches you to learn about different paces, how they feel and how subtly they can change depending on your effort. As soon as the mile beeped at a 7:50 pace, and I had to “pick up the pace” for the next mile, I would quickly find myself running a 7 minute mile. not how it’s supposed to go. so I would slow down, then speed up a bit until I got it right. fun run.
Because its so progressive, my legs really weren’t any more tired than they would have been at the end of a consistent 7 mile run, but I got better training.
I progressed and compressed. another good run day.
Somehow, I got locked out of my iPhone today. not a huge deal. except that we got rid of our house phone and only use our cell phones. and that will be changing NOW. #1 on the to do list is to get a house phone again. the only thing I could use my phone for is an emergency call.
To me, being a stay at home mom to three little ones who are now all out of school and it is approximately one hundred degrees out and 8000% humidity, wonders, what exactly constitutes an emergency call?? My definition of emergency might be quite different from your definition, my apple product friends. This is what I might consider an emergency call…
911, my son has packed up all the hammers and is heading out. I’m concerned.
911, my precious 5 year old keeps saying “whatever mom” and I don’t know how to make it stop.
911, my son is screaming bloody murder at the oscillating fan and keeps turning off the AC units. It’s hot. help me.
911, I was supposed to run 10 miles today and only did 7. something has to be done.
911, I can’t possibly cook in this heat, do you deliver sushi?
911, I just read People Style Watch while enjoying my stair master and there are so many must haves, I don’t know where to begin. I am in distress.
911, scratch that last call. I have no fashion sense. let’s start there. Although I have stellar lululemon fashion sense if I do say so myself. maybe I’m not a lost cause.
I’m guessing I would get arrested for making those calls. or put away in a crazy home. I like my family. I’ll keep my mouth shut and figure it all out on my own. somehow, I got in touch with my inner technology savvy ways and fixed my phone. I don’t know how. I don’t care. Back in action.
I had a bunch more nonsense I was going to ramble on about, but I will save that kind of fun for another day. I’ve been sweating since 10am when I had to sit outside at my little kindergartners end of year concert. precious. and hot. and the sweat hasn’t stopped. I need some fancy electrolytes and rest. and I need to say a big…
HELLOOOOO and WELCOME!!!! To all of you skinny runner loving blog readers.
Thank you for stopping in. and leaving nice comments. not nasty ones. that makes me happy. and thank you skinny runner for helping a blogger out.
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And that’s all she wrote. settling in with a movie and the hubs. hoping if I stop moving long enough, I will stop sweating. thats the plan.
I know I shouldn’t complain, so what’s the weather like where you are?
Do people ever ‘race’ you when you are out on the road?
East coast or west coast?