It ought to be time for this blog to become All Boilermaker All the Time. I don’t know that I will do that, but I thought I would attempt a Running Commentary Post today. I did not run on Sunday, because I had a blister on the bottom of one foot. What was that all about? I have good sneakers, and I wore running socks! I did not run Monday, because, well, Monday. The bottom of my foot still felt a little sore, but I did not dare take another day off.
I have been trying to get my butt kicked a little more on weekday runs, so I headed towards the residential area behind Valley Health. Regular readers may remember that there is a particularly long hill I fear and love. As I ran, I considered going up the hill to Herkimer College instead but eventually settled on my original plan (full disclosure: not without cravenly considering a few easier routes).
Once again I attempted to pick up the pace. I hope to run under a 14-minute mile, and I feel quite frustrated that it is even a question. When I was in the army, a 10-minute mile was a leisurely pace! It was faster than I wanted to run, which in fact was the pace I sought in the army. Full disclosure: sometimes At All is faster than the pace I want to run.
I made it up the hill with huffing and puffing but actually very little problem. I maintained a pace of less than 13 1/2 minutes per mile. My run was just over three miles (I kept going for a 42 minute total), so there is no guarantee I can maintain that pace. But you never know.
I have not shared some of the amusing little incidents of my run, so perhaps I will make this a two-parter. Then I am one post closer to All Boilermaker All The Time!