Karl woke me up before 5am because today is yet another bootcamp day. (This new class is from 5:30-6:30am, and I just want to DIE. Have I mentioned I’m not a morning person at all? And when I wake up that early usually means I got less than 5 hours of sleep? ARGH.)
My neighbor, Heather, who also signed up for their promotional deal, tagged along with me.
Surprise, surprise, today we had the “mile challenge.” This after doing about 80 push-ups (which I still do girly-style…), tons of planks and ab-work, of course.
I really didn’t want to kill myself, but didn’t want to take it easy either. Plus it was dark, I was unfamiliar with the route, and my foot is still bugging me, despite the new shoes. But do you think I was going to sit this one out and make people think I’m a wimp? HA!
So off we went. At the end, I had a little more left in me as we got to the finish before I was expecting (again, it’s dark and I didn’t know the route yet), so I never got into my “kick it” mode. But I was tired, oh, so tired.
Surprisingly, I still managed to run my fastest mile yet: 8:43 mile (I finished 5th out of about 15 bootcampers). Granted, I never just went out and ran one mile. I think my fastest mile to date had been at the 9/11 5k, when I finished the first mile in 8:58, but after dealing with a bottleneck early in the course that forced me to walk for a few seconds since I couldn’t get through.
I was quite proud of my time. Then we did more arms and crunches. And then, the instructor goes “Ok, you guys will hate me, but let’s do another mile!” ARE YOU SERIOUS? I wouldn’t have pushed it if I knew there was another one coming! I still have a run due tonight!
So I figured I’ll probably finish that in about 10 min/mile pace (no Garmin with me this morning), and took it easy. At the halfway mark, I still had a lot left, so I went a bit faster and start passing a few people (in my mind I’m thinking “after running a marathon my pain threshold is a lot higher for these short distances…”). When we hit the downhill where now I knew was the finish, I really sprinted for it (those embarrassing sprints, where your shirts starts lifting up and your flabby stomach is out in all its glory for all to see).
The instructor then goes “8:43” (I finished 3rd this time, even passing the one dude in the class.)
Are you kidding me? Same exact time as before??? Even though I took it easier on the first half, and I definitely felt slower?
Does that mean I could have run the first mile much faster? Probably.
It also means that maybe, just maybe, I really should start doing the “mile challenge” once a week on my own. Same route every week, and see if I can improve it, and how fast I can really run a mile. It’s not like I’m getting any other speed-work in otherwise…
Do any of you ever do a “mile challenge?”