For the past four years, every single one of my runs has been the boring kind.
Who knows how many thousands of miles I’ve endured … and I just realized this.
How did this happen?
Like this: back when I was training to qualify for Boston, I discovered Core Performance Endurance. The program called for two kinds of workouts — intervals and hills — with easy days surrounding each.
To a fairly new runner like myself, the workouts were hard. Sometimes really hard.
But tough as those workout days were, they were better than the easy days. Because on easy days, you had to keep your heart rate below 70 percent of max, and that meant walking up hills. And it meant slowing down when the heart monitor beeped at you every time you started to get a little runner’s high and speed up … say, when a good song came on.
It was mind-numbing. Even worse, as you advanced through the program the length of time you had to endure this interminable boredom increased. From 30 to 40 to 50 minutes.
But the program worked. I qualified for Boston a year later, and I started running ultras for a change of pace.
And slowly, without my noticing, all of my runs became the boring runs.