I had a bit of a bad feeling about Speed work today.
I wanted to do it, but…like everything this week, I got out of the house a little late. I slept OK. I’m not really recovered from the lack of sleep. I saw the coach of tuesday and he reminded me that I need more sleep. Once you get a little bit sleep deprived, even if research doesn’t completely back me up, I think it takes a few nights of normal to great sleep to make up for it.
So I got to the gym, ran some warm up miles outdoors. Hit the treadmill and took the first interval too fast. I really wanted to see some improvement so I chose that speed. I could not finish the interval. Literally I was 0.15 from being done when I stopped. I walked a bit and dialed it up again at the speed I was using last week. I was able to do 3 intervals at that speed with no issues. Not comfortable, but the point is to be uncomfortable. On the 4th one, I again failed. This time though, I decided I was done. I was entirely miserable. But being reasonable, I have failed on an interval workout in the past and it is not the end of the world. Especially in May…when I am focusing on a race in late December.
I left the coach man/boy know and asked if I should repeat the intervals this afternoon.
Predictably he said, Nope, don’t make up missed workouts. nothing else.
Had a very unpleasant day at work. I don’t exactly know why, it actually wasn’t that bad. But I am feeling the fog…
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