I planned a quick, easy recovery run today, but it went so well that I just kept going (again). Now that this is feeling easy (how did this even happen?) it’s time to turn up the intensity. This one started as a slow run and turned into a progression run– first 15 minutes at an easy pace, then 10 minutes at a harder pace, then 5 minutes easy again, then 8 minutes at a challenging pace, then the last 2 fast. All told, 3.3 solid miles in 40 minutes. I like progression runs. Hopefully I’m good to go for lifting tomorrow.
After I showered I was talking to a woman I see around the gym who also runs; she asked me if I was a runner (which is curious, because she saw me there running). Anyway, turns out she’s a marathoner, a slow one, and she proceeded to try to talk me into signing up for a local marathon training group after I said I’d love to run a marathon one day. (They do have a group at my pace.)
I’m going to be honest here: I may say I’d love to run a marathon but really only in theory. It would be neat to be able to say "I ran a marathon!" but I’d rather work up to that, you know; I have no desire to jump into a marathon training program tomorrow. I wouldn’t mind training for the 10k or half marathon distances. But the idea of spending 4 hours running at a stretch is not something that appeals to me right now. Maybe someday.