So today I had a 7 miler in my plan. I kinda sorta had a little bit of feet dragging going on. It’s funny how a scheduled training run where you have to run a certain number of miles is different from just running those same number of miles where you don’t have to run them. All of a sudden it feels less fun and more like work and at the end you just are glad it’s done rather than being proud of yourself for running so far in a day. Either way you look at it, it still gets done. So off I went with my music in my wireless earbuds singing to me as I headed out. It would have been nice not to have to hold my phone the entire way but my earbuds crapped out a mile in. OK, so now we run holding the phone so I can still hear music as the miles ticked by. Yesterday I ran what I call speed intervals. I don’t know if that’s what they were in runners terms but I ran 5 miles each of which was a comfortable run pace for .75 mile and the last .25 was an all out sprint. Whatever it’s called I did it for 5 miles. Working on endurance I guess. It made a hum drum DM workout seem more fun. So today’s goal was intended to be slower run at breathing pace which for me is about a 10 minute mile which I seem to do more often but I’m only competing against myself so what does it matter. Along I went with a couple of stops to take my top layer off and twice to catch my breath. It was beautiful outside today. Nearly 60 for February is a gift which should be taken advantage of whenever possible. Getting past my slow pace is usually beneficial for me because then I run without hesitation or reservation at my own internal pace. Once I do that I’m pretty much comfortable with whatever I pull for pace…like making piece with anything. When I was finished, I did what I always do and looked up my pace. It’s like my number 1 priority even though I sort of know what it is anyway. To see it on screen recorded from my Garmin is like getting a present . I pull up my stats and lo and behold in black and white are splits that never hit the 10 minute mark! WHAT!? I actually was trying to hit 10 minutes and failed LOL. I failed to slow down which I find hilarious! Why I didn’t hit the mark I’m not sure. The bigger question is this: Why does a 9:45 avg pace some days feel so hard but on other days it seems like a walk in the park? Who knows and at this point in time who cares. It’s a successful failure that will make me smile for the rest of the day. Sometimes I just surprise myself and it makes me want to keep going!