I went into tonight’s run without having slept well last night. At about 2 a.m., I finally took an antihistamine that knocked me out, and while I woke up late, I still was sleep-deprived. Since I’d planned to run four-miles today, and I didn’t want to renege on my promise to myself, I knew I’d have to make a virtue out of necessity.
The virtue? Pacing. In fact, I’m happy about how slow I ran most of tonight. For all but the last half-mile, I maintained about a 12-minute mile pace. I’m hoping that my focus on a slower pace will help me ease into the hotter, more humid days to come.
As for that last half-mile? Well, I still had a good bit of energy, so I decided to push myself. I ran hard for almost all the half-mile—at about a nine-minute-mile pace. I couldn’t make the entire half-mile at that pace—I slowed down about 150 or 200 yards from the end. But I think I’ll try incorporating a fast last half-mile into my runs. It would be nice to run a little faster, now, wouldn’t it?
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