A few weeks ago, I attempted an interval workout:
0.5 mile @ comfortable pace.
0.25 mile @ haul ass pace.
Repeat for 3 miles.
It majorly kicked my ass and I only completed two of the four planned intervals.
This morning, I debated adjusting this workout. Maybe it was too hard for me? I considered reducing the length of the fast intervals or extending the entire workout to lengthen the recoveries to 0.75. I also thought that perhaps I should run the fast intervals a bit slower. I pondered these options while I sat in the car and refreshed my Twitter feed. This is called stalling.
There’s nothing wrong with doing lots of different types of workouts. There is something wrong with changing a workout because you’re afraid. I decided to attempt the same workout without any alterations. Maybe I still wouldn’t be able to complete all the fast intervals. That would be okay; it’s all about progress, right?
I really needed this run. My legs felt loose. I was up for a challenge. I felt truly strong for the first time since the 11 miler. BOOYAH.
Only problem is, I’m going to have to make it harder next time! Noooooooooo! 😀
Tell me about the last workout that made you feel really, really, really SUPER AWESOME.