Stats for 4/30:
Ran first 1.8 with Shelby, level run, BEAUTIFUL sunny day, slight wind
Enthused from all the WONDERFUL comments from my post this morning :) my work-running-buddy Shelby and I set out...I told her that I was planning to run 6 miles and I would drop her off at mile 4 or 5 depending on what she wanted to do. Shelby is training for the Seattle Rock 'n' Roll half and is a bit shorter than me. I LOVE how hard she tries to keep up with my big-girl strides. We were moving along quickly when she decided she needed to slow or stop. Like a bad training partner I forged ahead, I always feel guilty when I keep going.
Ahead I ran, at times Garmin said 6:38, WHAT??? OK, focus on your pace Mel, GEEEZZZ!! So I continued at great clip and mentally hoped for sub 8min pace. I saw a bird on a log at the river, a helicopter, train, strange looking man in BIG glasses eating a sandwich while walking and a dude talking on the phone dropping f-bombs to the caller while sitting in his repair van CLASSY. My right shin hurt, which was a new pain, so I slowed my pace a bit and it passed. Altogether the run was uneventful....EXCEPT for one thing...
At mile 4ish I saw a man in red shorts ahead of me, his form seemed a bit labored but I figured it was because of his age. My guess he was around 55, so props to him for keeping active. I sped up a bit to pass him unnoticed. My long strides moved gracefully (LOL) as I slid slightly to the left to pass. The tip of my pointy right elbow edged in front of red-shorts-man when he looked (scowled) at me....As if hearing the gun at race starting blocks he TOOK OFF!! I was at about 7:12 pace so he must have increased to 6:30ish....I am all for healthy competition and not wanting to get "Beat by a girl" but really buddy?? Was it worth over-exerting your body and possibly dying? (OK I am being dramatic, for all I know he runs that pace regularly). So I was 50 meters behind red-shorts-man for the next mile and a half. Finally he took a right at an odd spot on the trail across a hotel parking lot.
I was glad to be rid of him, the negative vibe that I got from the brief eye contact was not good. I only hoped that I made the guy's day....and that he was proud of beating the Blue-shirt tall-girl. Like something out of a bad "Where's Waldo?" book I saw him on the overpass!! I swear I could see his Grinch-like grin as he ran above my head.
Oh the fun things we encounter on the trail!! Today I learned that I am competitive...OK I already knew that. I also learned that my insoles feel great! And finally that my body will start to hurt if I run at a pace above what I am meant to run.
New Month tomorrow folks!! May already!!