We didn't get to run on Saturday because it was raining too hard - heavy rain plus dark streets makes for a sketchy run, so we made a group decision to call it off. I hate missing our Saturday run, not only for the run, but because I like seeing my friends.
So, Monday turned into our long run, although when I say long, I mean three miles. Please notice that I did not say "only three miles" because you know what? Running three miles is still a big deal! Jeff, Julia and I wanted to run three miles, with no walking breaks, at a 12:45 pace. I set my Garmin to chime a fast pace and a slow pace (which turned out to be annoying as hell because it seemed to always be going off, one direction or the other - I'd still use that feature for future runs, but only the slow pace alert). We started running, and I think I hit my groove around the 1.25 mile mark - my breathing evened out, and my legs remembered that they like to run. We tried to hold a steady pace and run without overthinking it - which was a little challenging what with all the beeping. We hit three miles and checked our stats:
Mile 1 - 12:50
Mile 2 - 12:51
Mile 3 - 12:47
Well, that was pretty close to our 12:45 goal! Now, if I can just do this on Saturday, and not let race anxiety get the best of me, I'll be a happy camper. I've got my team working with me to have a good race/run, the weather should be nice, and there's no reason why this all shouldn't come together.
Yesterday Julia and I did a nice easy recovery run of 2.25 miles; no speedwork this week so we can save our legs for the race. I also went to my chiropractor because things are starting to hurt - namely, my left heel, Achilles, and hamstring. I probably should go once a month to stay on top of these things, but I'm usually too cheap, so I just go when I'm having to take Motrin every day to get relief. I feel much better already - I'm glad I went and it was definitely worth the money.