I've managed to stay healthy for a good six weeks now, slowly adding miles to the daily run. I finally had a heart to heart with myself about my tendency to just run how I feel, which is generally pretty damn slow. I've been going out day after day just lumbering along, barely scratching below 10 minute per mile pace. I realized that just wouldn't cut it.
I am now allowing myself to just slug along for one mile and then I make myself ratchet up the pace. It really isn't that hard to run under 9 minute per mile if one decides to do so. Besides, I need to take advantage of the incredible weather we're having.
But the missing ingredient is a race. I skipped out on the Edison 5K in February because it was only a couple of weeks after I resumed my daily runs. I had planned to run my favorite 4 mile race in Lehigh Acres this Saturday but I was super bummed out when they decided to switch the race from 4 miles to a 5K. I can run a 5K every weekend around here on pancake flat courses from now until the weather is staggeringly hot in May. So instead of racing, I slept in and actually took a day off from the roads altogether.
So I need to scan the calender and just pick out a race. I just don't like the idea of not being able to run at least 7:30 pace for a 5K and as it looks now, that's just not going to happen anytime soon. So I will swallow my pride and just go race for the hell of it. It's the only way I'll get faster. It's the only way to keep from getting completely stale.