Good morning, readers. Guess what? I’ve decided that, as part of my new morning routine (which includes dog walking, a mango-jalapeno smoothie, and other niceties), I’m going to try to write my blog posts early. That way when you get to work, you’ll have a nice fresh post waiting for you. We’ll just have to see how long this lasts…
I’m going to keep this one short today, and point you in the direction of The Healthy Everythingtarian, where you’ll find my first-ever guest post on another blog! I read a list of “new-blogger milestones” a few weeks ago; it included things like “your first comment from someone you don’t know,” “your first link from another blog,” and so on. The daddy of them all was—you guessed it—your first guest post on another blog, the only one I had yet to achieve. Thanks so much to Holly for fulfilling my dream! Anyway, check it out. I usually don’t stray too far from recipes when I cook, but I had to get creative for this one!
So now that I’ve done all the milestones, can I no longer call myself a new blogger?
A Track Workout Like You Read About
I try not to get too detailed about my workouts on the blog, because my goal is to keep you from falling narcoleptically face-first into your keyboard. But yesterday’s was so great that I have to tell you about it.
First good thing: my shoes must have taken a break from smelling bad and whatever else it is that running shoes do when they’re not being worn, and taken a look at the post I wrote about ditching them, because I didn’t even have a hint of blister pain! And this, keep in mind, was just two days after my 20-miler when my shoes were really bothering me by the end.
Second good thing: nobody else was there. Normally I like having some company, but every once in a while I have a great workout when I’m by myself. Something about it makes me dig a little deeper. Bonus—shirtless running in the heat. Normally I feel like a total ass-clown running with no shirt, and hence don’t do it, but I must admit, it was kinda fun just this once.
Last good thing: the workout itself. Two sets of six 400’s at 1:24 pace with 1:30 rest intervals, with 2:30 rest in between the two sets. For those not accustomed to running around in circles, this means “run once around the track in 1:24, rest 1:30, repeat six times. Take an extra minute rest, then do it all again.” And you know what? It was the perfect amount for me, the best workout I can get. The first three or four laps were no problem, then they started getting hard. After the first few in the second set, I thought, “That was great; I did it, but I’ll never get another one at that speed.” But then the rest would be just enough, the next lap would be incrementally harder, and I’d barely get it done, gasping for air and probably pumping my arms way too much. And so on, until the end.
I left the workout feeling so wiped out and so energized all at once. It wasn’t the hardest workout I’ve ever done. But it was probably the hardest workout that I’ve ever done perfectly.