April 11

Holy Saturday. I ran ten miles. Longest run in a while, so that's good. I did 2.5 miles east, 2.5 miles back home to drink a cup of water I put out for myself. Then like miles around my neighborhood streets (with two more stops for water). At one point I walked to get my heart rate down. It didn't really matter. My heart didn't seem to care one way or another. As soon as I was back up to 7:30 mm pace, my heart rate was back up to like 185-190. I sprinted at the end as fast as I could, which I think peaked at something like 6:49 or something. I was trying to average 10 minute miles for the whole run since I was doing negative splits. But no. I did 10:02 or 10:07 minute miles or something. Whatever, I was less than one minute over my goal for this run. I think the slow times are slowest when I'm turning corners (still a problem), against the wind, messing with my iPod, drinking water, getting tired? Don't know. But I still think I could go faster during the slow parts of my negative splits. Most boring post ever ends in 5,4,3, nod, nod.