My first LSD was only 4 miles. I completed it, but started off way too fast to sustain the pace. In fact, my first mile was 9:43 min/mi. That's bad news for me; I should've realized I was off too fast. At the 2 mile mark, I got light headed & had to stop. I also stopped my timer so I didn't have to own the extra time. I spent miles 3-4 doing a run/walk mix to be able to finish it. Not my most impressive showing, even if the average overall pacing of 10:36 min/mi was very good for me. The issue was consistency. What did I learn? Running on an empty stomach is bad & slow down at the beginning.
This past Saturday, I went out for LSD #2 (5 miles). I left my house at 0800 because I needed to give breakfast time to settle in my stomach. When I opened the door, I knew I was in for trouble. I knew immediately it was too hot to do this run outside, but I decided to tough it out. We'll call this Mistake #1. I decided to do the 15/1 Run/Walk method, thinking the minute break would help compensate for the heat. Then, once again, I started off way too fast at 9:46 min/mi. This is Mistake #2. I kept trying to hold back, but my legs kept speeding up. Again, by mile 2, I knew I was in for trouble. But this time, it was the heat I felt coming off my skin. My clothes were soaked & I could feel the sun... it felt like the heat was melting my skin off my bones. By mile 3, I was doing a run/walk in a greatly reduced fashion... maybe 5/1? By mile 4, I gave up & walked it home for an astounding 12:02 min/mi average pace for 4 miles. I skipped the last mile; what was the point? All I could do was walk... not like that's actually training my body for running.
I'm hoping for a better LSD #3 this weekend. I need one LSD to go well, just for the self esteem boost! So let's talk about some happier things, shall we?
|Even has straps for my mat!|
I've also been cleaning up my closet & getting rid of out-of-date clothes... & clothes that are too big. This is a 100% awesome thing. Of course, then I realized a very important fact: I have a lot of gym/running shoes. And I can't seem to part with any of them, even the ones I've retired & don't wear anymore. Does that make me weird? I can't bring myself to do it. So underneath my bed now looks like this:
|Yup. A lot of Newtons.|
I'm finally going to take the LSAT. I'm registered to sit for the test in London in December. I alternate between zen-like calm & total freak out over this. I really want to do this & kick its ass. But it's a big deal & I can only [financially] afford one shot at this. So I'm studying my butt off when I'm not running or at the gym.
Because life can't be only running. :D