This morning I climbed out of bed very carefully in order to examine first how my being. To my delight (and surprise) I felt no pain. Climbing stairs, just run to the bus to get up from the chair ... everything works smoothly. No soreness, no knee-crunching, no Sehnenziepen. All good. I've even caught myself at the thought: "well, if not hurt after 20 km do you'd probably faster. "Of course it's nonsense, that is not saying that I was on overdrive, right?
The only thing really noticeable is that my fatigue. I could doze all day (and eat). belongings I thought about whether I was not the long runs in the future be laid on Saturday so I am Sonntag beautiful chillig in a deck chair or at the lake can regenerate. broadcast time. Saturdays, you have so often so many other "obligations". run
My pleasure holds because of my tiredness today ... within limits, above all, because outdoors it gray, windy and cold. But that's why I'm even the great new long warm Tight. And this will eventually . Amortized That is why I have them already in ... so that it can go right go.
With today's run I would have made the second month in full (2 or future tense like;)).
Addendum:
Uuuups ... but the pace ...
What was that? My fatigue disappeared simultaneously with the reception of the satellite, as if there had collected something in me all day just energy loszurennen to the evening. I started all this and more, and noticed after 1 km, so that it is my race-pace, since the degree of bounce so loose-fuzzy around. I saw this magical 6:20 on the clock and thought, I still want to look at for a while. :) And as it went so well I have the 5 round of a 2.5 km Extended loop.
And then came out of 7.50 km at a pace of 6:18 min / km.
At the destination I had really felt that if I can run 7.5 kilometers in my desire Pace, then why not 1.21? :) Today was not a fact "tempo run" feeling ... My breathing was easy, my lungs have not burned ... and there was no nausea at the end. Perhaps from race pace so gradually a "fun" Pace ... and race pace is different.
Oh yes ... forgive the word salad, I am euphoric.
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