|Beautifully foggy fall morning at the track.|
To keep my 3 day streak alive, meant today was a trip to the track for a few 1600 repeats. The original plan was to head over super early this morning, with at the most Jonny, but due to a girl's night out with a little spiciness, a lot of sweet promises and even some booty (salsa, Dove Promises and Pirate's Booty that is... I know we're hard core) when my alarm went off at 4:30 (after the kid version having gone off at 12:30 and 2) I quickly turned it off for a couple more hours. Unfortunately, that meant it would be a day at the track with both kids in the double stroller... not too appealing but doable. I've only done one other track workout with a stroller (remember it?) and it went okay although I was only pushing the single and I do remember that it is a bit harder without the ability to use my arms.
Luckily the track was mostly empty when I got there. I don't care much for working out with an audience. The only people there were a girl and her coach who seemed pretty intense at first until I realized she was doing a speed walking workout. It didn't make it any less intense but definitely less intimidating. I've seen speed walkers before, but never doing track workouts. It was pretty impressive, in a wow speed walkers look kind of weird but can go really fast sort of way.
|Loving these leaves...|
So, I had 3 1600s on my plate. My goal was to stay consistent and stay under 7:00. First one went by without much problem 6:41, maybe a little too fast to start. I took the 800 recover nice and easy. Second one I could tell was going to be slower and it was but not too bad, 6:47. I walked a little of the second 800 recovery and took my sweet time getting around the track for the final 1600. I contemplated running the last one without the stroller because both kids were asleep (running in circles isn't stimulating, what?!) but decided to suck it up and finish the way I started. It turns out that was a good choice because halfway through my last repeat a PE class of mostly boys came out to the track to do a timed mile... I have a feeling it wouldn't have been too good to have my kids parked on the sideline. After receiving the teacher's blessing to finish up my workout, ("Mind if I. Do. A couple. More laps." I gasped. "Knock yourself out" was his reply.) I managed to bring it in as strong as I could for the last repeat. You'd think with the large audience of adolescent boys to cheer me one (and swerve around) I would've been able to pick up the pace a bit, but lo and behold it was my slowest mile of the day 6:53. After a
All-in-all tracking it up with the double wasn't the end of the world but it definitely provided me with the incentive I need to not ignore my alarm next time.