This pretty much sums up how my running has gone this week..
First off, I had to take Monday as a rest day (from running, at least)-as my legs were just spent from the weekend. As a result, I missed out on what was described by many as a very fun run…(though it may have been a good thing I skipped the ice cream…I sure as hell didn’t deserve it with 2 holiday dinners with the family that week.)
Speedwork on Tuesday was a disaster. The workout was on the Great Lawn Oval-3 x 1.02 miles, then 2 x .51 miles. Intensity?-“as hard as we can.” I was barely hanging on to half-marathon pace by the end of the mile repeats, and the half-miles weren’t much better. It was a very humid night, but jeez…it *is* mid-September, shouldn’t I be acclimated by now?
Then the LTR on Saturday. It did not go well for me at all. The irony? I was actually doing my job!! (Which was pacing the 9:30 group for 11 miles.) All the 9:30 pace leaders were broken up into 4 groups and I was with 2 others (who had done this before too.) I made it perfectly clear-I wanted to run 9:30s. Period. The first mile started off on pace. Then…deja vu of the last LTR. I began really struggling with the pace, and falling way behind the other 2 leaders and a good chunk of the group. The 2nd mile split looked too fast, and I yelled to the other runners that if they were ahead of me, they were going too fast-shocker, no one listened to me, not even the other pace leaders. The third mile sucked too and I was wondering if I was going to have to drop back to the 10’s for the next loop-as I could not keep the pace (not that there was anything wrong with having to drop back a group-but there were a lot of pace leaders for the 10’s and barely enough for the 9:30s) The third mile split was again too fast and by that time I had had enough. I yelled again that whoever is in front of me was going too fast-and that they should run ahead to the 9:00 pace group. Thankfully by this time, some other runners finally agreed with me and pulled it back. Shocker of shockers, we were right on pace for the remainder of the 6-mile loop.
However-the fact that the “rabbits” of the group ended 2 minutes before I did meant that they were departing for the 2nd loop just as I got to the transverse-so I had to tell the Flyers acting as marshalls that I couldn’t leave right away and explain the situation. I was told that “everyone’s going fast, they’re just excited, deal with it.” Sorry-but I don’t want to “deal with it.” If I wanted to run 9’s, I would have paced the 9 minute group. Plain and simple. And besides, these runners expect to run 9:30s and I’m sure will complain if the pace is too fast. Plus that made me feel that my efforts to do the job right and stay on pace just are not appreciated. For the 5-mile loop, I just waited for the next group of 9:30s to come in and joined up with them-thankfully, the group stayed together and on pace for this loop (or so we thought-all the mile markers had been taken away!), then I was done!!
(Just an FYI-i know-especially for the “newbies”-that pace leading isnt the easiest thing. It took me a couple of LTR’s to get it down, but once I did, things were fine!)
This run was a big ego-crusher…again, if 9-9:15ish miles gave me trouble, then how do I ever expect to run a good half next week? And 3 years ago, 9-9:15 miles would have been considered easy…I wish I had those days back.
Well that was the “down,” the “out” is that I am sorta feeling on the outs with my running club. I feel like I am missing out on so much, running-wise…I can’t do most of the group runs, because I am too damn slow and I just cannot hold on to the pace. Back when BCG used to co-lead the Thursday night runs, at least I knew she and I would stick together-but she is back in Chicago. I’m not training for a marathon, so I have no need to do 18-20 milers out of town on the weekends-but it seems like the majority of the club is in marathon training. I do what I can, but I still feel a little left out. Kind of makes me wonder-where is my place?
What to do, what to do…