Turns out there is something that is actually worse than running in the summer. TRAINING in the summer. Ugh, it blows.
Obviously, there's the temperature and the humidity that drags all your workouts down. But, even worse than that is the fatigue and lethargy you experience the rest of the day. I think I've finally turned the corner, but last week, everyday I just felt extremely exhausted. Every damn day.
One good thing that has come out of this whole mess of a training summer is that I am no longer at all concerned about my pace on easy runs. There was a time for a couple of weeks there that I started getting a little antsy about my easy pace. WAS IT TOO EASY? I was asking everyone... "what's your easy pace?" and more importantly "what should my easy pace be?" Well, sometime a couple of weeks ago I just said fuck it and now I don't give a rat's ass. 11:xx+? BRING IT. So, that's probably good. Easy is supposed be easy, no?
Despite this hatred for training in hell, there was one silver lining this week: My interval workout.
It's probably a little early to call it love, considering I've only done them twice ever. But, I think I've found my one true love track workout: The 1600.
Amy + 1600s= True love. (for now, at least).
What's your favorite track workout?