01 6 / 2012

My run this evening, before dinner. I got a crazy stitch in my side, so bad I had to slow my pace (usually they’re super mild and go away as soon as I concentrate on breathing) to a granny jog for about a quarter-mile. I’m not sure why that dip isn’t on the graph (the huge pace dip is me realizing that I couldn’t avoid construction by trying to cut through a parking lot, returning, and waiting at the crosswalk—I got the stitch right after that). Maybe it wasn’t a whole quarter-mile.
Either way, I do feel pretty proud of my pace—especially the last quarter-mile sprint. It’s funny how your body is like “oh, you’re way tired, bro” and you can just be like “no” and it goes “oh, okay then.” It felt pretty good.

My run this evening, before dinner. I got a crazy stitch in my side, so bad I had to slow my pace (usually they’re super mild and go away as soon as I concentrate on breathing) to a granny jog for about a quarter-mile. I’m not sure why that dip isn’t on the graph (the huge pace dip is me realizing that I couldn’t avoid construction by trying to cut through a parking lot, returning, and waiting at the crosswalk—I got the stitch right after that). Maybe it wasn’t a whole quarter-mile.

Either way, I do feel pretty proud of my pace—especially the last quarter-mile sprint. It’s funny how your body is like “oh, you’re way tired, bro” and you can just be like “no” and it goes “oh, okay then.” It felt pretty good.

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