Two Miles!

It's all in the pacing.

Last night, for the first time in my life, I ran on the elliptical trainer. And do you know that I ran two miles at a nine-minute-mile pace without dying? (I was going to write "without breaking a sweat" but felt that was perhaps a bit too much hyperbole.) Do you also know that it was enjoyable, the way running should be?

Do you also know that I'll be doing it again tonight? I left last night's workout feeling like I was walking -- or running :) -- on air. I cannot wait to feel that same sensation tonight.

So why was I able to run two miles last night, when for weeks I'd been struggling to meet that same goal and failing each and every time?

As I said a few grafs ago, it's all in the pacing. When I run outdoors or on the track, Lord knows what pace I'm going at. Judging by my nine-minute pace last night, I am SURE I'm running at six minutes for one half-mile and then getting tired and slowing down to 12 minutes on the next. I have no consistency, and it's killing my running. It's breaking my stride. And, worse, it's lowering my spirit.

I suppose it's time to start looking at a pacing watch. Better start saving my pennies! But in the meantime, since it's icy and cold and ugly outside, the elliptical and I will be spending lots of time together. And you know what? I don't mind. In fact, I can't wait for the end of the workday so I can get back downstairs to it.

That is all.

:)