All day I have been debating if I should do a 5 mile tempo run or a seven mile run. There were pros and cons to both and whichever I didn’t do I would do on Friday.
In the end after hanging around chatting after work and faffing around when I got in it became apparent that the tempo run would be the better use of my time. It was freezing when I headed out and the wind chill just added to that. Generally I am not a big fan of tempo runs. I understand the importance of them it’s just I am not very good them.
Tonight seemed to be different though. After my warm up mile I seemed to hit my stride though. It was hard and I really had to push for it but for the first time ever I finished my mile dead on pace rather than slower. The second mile was a few seconds slow but I think that was more to do with having to slow down to cross more side roads in that section. The last mile was back on pace.
I even managed to get back in time to meet Laura from work, something I haven’t managed to do at all so far this year. I finally feel like I;m getting the hang of this running thing.