I have refused to buy a GPS because I did NOT want to get caught up in speed. But, over the last week, I timed a couple of my runs and got SUCKED in...
Today I learned that running with efficient, correct form, will do more for your speed than trying to runfast. It sounds contrary, but it is definitely true. I ran 3 miles tonight. In the first mile, I busted my butt speed-wise, like never before. The second mile I ran a bit slower than my normal pace, super concentration on correct form, and on relaxing. And guess what? I shaved off THREE m/m in the second mile!
The last mile I was plodding along in my "zone"-it was almost completely dark by now- and I was really enjoying the evening the nightfall. I was by some wetlands and a river and the sun was setting and casting pink and orange light on the water, birds were trilling in the wetlands, there was a bright sliver moon and stars beginning to twinkle in the sky. And then I stepped into a pothole and almost hyperextended my knee.
But besides that minor annoyance,I love the feeling of strength and stability when I run, and I love the endorphin high. I love being out in nature with all the animals, plants, and elements. I just feel a sense of wholeness and oneness and a whole bunch of other cheesy words I would rather not utter.
And I realized that ITRULY do notcare how fast I run. I just love to run because it makes me feel SO good and there is really nothing more to it than that.Ican not wait to run on "running day", I love running when I am doing it, and I love how I feel for hours afterward. I even dream about running nowdays.
I don't plan on looking at my watch, again, any time soon. And possibly, never.
Today I learned that running with efficient, correct form, will do more for your speed than trying to runfast. It sounds contrary, but it is definitely true. I ran 3 miles tonight. In the first mile, I busted my butt speed-wise, like never before. The second mile I ran a bit slower than my normal pace, super concentration on correct form, and on relaxing. And guess what? I shaved off THREE m/m in the second mile!
The last mile I was plodding along in my "zone"-it was almost completely dark by now- and I was really enjoying the evening the nightfall. I was by some wetlands and a river and the sun was setting and casting pink and orange light on the water, birds were trilling in the wetlands, there was a bright sliver moon and stars beginning to twinkle in the sky. And then I stepped into a pothole and almost hyperextended my knee.
But besides that minor annoyance,I love the feeling of strength and stability when I run, and I love the endorphin high. I love being out in nature with all the animals, plants, and elements. I just feel a sense of wholeness and oneness and a whole bunch of other cheesy words I would rather not utter.
And I realized that ITRULY do notcare how fast I run. I just love to run because it makes me feel SO good and there is really nothing more to it than that.Ican not wait to run on "running day", I love running when I am doing it, and I love how I feel for hours afterward. I even dream about running nowdays.
I don't plan on looking at my watch, again, any time soon. And possibly, never.
