Ahh, the long run on Sunday. Got to sleep in a little, then it was on with the shoes and off to the canal path for a 2-hour paced run. No rain. No ice. Sunny. Nice day for a run. The canal was a little mushy because the ongoing melting, but plenty firm for running.
Heading out I was a bit overdressed for the cold but I knew when I made the turn-around after an hour the wind would pick up and it would start to get chilly. With ye olde iShuffle in effect the first few miles went by fast.
What do you think about when you run? I kept going over how I'd feel during the transition at White Lake and just kept telling myself, "Run the whole time — no walking!" Since that bit, walking during the run, is the bane of my triathlon I need to keep telling myself that it will be okay. I think I need to stop, but I don't.
The turn around at 1-hour found me at 6.5 miles. Not too bad for me. Not bad at all. As expected the wind kicked up and it got quite breezy. I just kept working the music and watching the heart rate. 150 all the way, baby!
Made it back a little over one minute past 2-hours. That made me smile. Then a cool-down walk the two blocks back to the house and inside for some post-run food and a good stretch. Since with the finish of the run I was now officially in a "recovery" week, it was time to relax. And, by relax I mean help the Loving Wife™ clean the house. Yes, sir! Nothing better. :)