Happy Hump Day! It’s been a long day. This morning, my body once again decided that it didn’t need sleep. I woke up at 4 am, again at 5 am, and then dozed until 6:20 when I decided to get my run in before my 8 am.
I had class from 8 to 2, so I ate breakfast during our 8 am Business Analytics pressure cooker. I’m sure my group members appreciated the weird beet-pink Picky Oats 😉 After class, I cancelled my training room appointment (lol) and spent four hours outside in the glorious weather, napping and getting some work done. Went to the dining hall for dinner, hung out with the guy’s team while they did stupid reckless things as college guys tend to do, finished tomorrow’s Spanish presentation, and am now eating chocolate peanut butter ice cream before bed ❤
Anyway, I wanted to recap yesterday morning’s workout! It went much better than last Tuesday’s fiasco. We warmed up for a little over two miles, did drills and strides, and then got instructions from our coach. Our workout was 4 x 2000m on the track with 1:30 recovery between the first 3 and 2:00 before the last one. My group (of about six) was supposed to start at 90 seconds per lap (6:00 mile pace).
We ran the first 2k retro (backwards on the track), the second one the right way, the 3rd retro, and the 4th the right way. Our 2k splits ended up being 7:30, 7:25, 7:22, 7:18. (For reference, the mile splits within the 2ks were 6:00, 5:57, 5:54, 5:51.) The first 2k was perfectly paced, thanks to my teammate who is actually a metronome. We split 1:30, 3:00, 4:30, 6:00, 7:30.
A 2k is a long interval, and 20 laps of work on the track was a little daunting! But we got halfway through, our group was packed up and working together well, and it became more doable. Everything felt controlled until the last 600ish of the last 2k. That’s when I thought, “All right, this is definitely ‘balls to the wall’.”
Afterwards, we cooled down for about 20 minutes, refueled and rope stretched and headed to lift in the weight room. My soleus had been bothering me, so I went to the training room after lift to get it worked on. The scraping and active release hurt so badly, but it also helped so much! I had to laugh afterwards when the trainer who bludgeoned my soleus said, “I hope we can still be friends.”
Overall, the track workout went really well. I’m excited to recover, rehydrate, fuel up (with ice cream, oops), and get ready for the race this weekend. I don’t want to jinx anything, but I think I can have a strong performance, and it would be great to redeem myself from last year!