Today I awoke antsy. There was a stillness in the air. And I remained sufficiently sated from my previous meal — over 13 hours ago — to eat much. The feral instincts within me knew. These are harbingers of a strong run to come.
And such was the case.
Today’s long slow run was 26 km’s. Ran at a pace of 5:25/km. 42 seconds per km better than a 25 km run I had in July to get ready for my last race. Better by far than the pace I set in that last race, A Midsummer Night’s Run 30k. Even if I were to slow to 6:00/km for 4 extra km’s, today’s run would have eclipsed my time in that race 2 weeks ago by a staggering 6 minutes. And today I battled more hills, was not blessed with the usual race day adrenaline, and I can assure you that no early morning dog walker was cheering me on or offering me Gatorade every 3 km’s.
It is early. But today’s run far exceeds my expectations. And it sets me up well for the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon that now sits 7 weeks away.
4 hard weeks of training and 3 weeks of taper to go.