A 10.25 Mile Long Run On Easter Sunday And A Lesson Learnt With Hill Training.
After yesterdays 12.4 mile run, I knew that I could take it easy today and ideally I should have just ran 7 miles at an easy pace.
Easier said than done!
I’m still panicing that I haven’t done enough for Paris and this is driving me to run long against my will.
This irrational fear led me to run 10.2 miles in 1:38.
It was a tiring and uneventful run.
It marked my 20th 10+ mile run of the year and my 150th mile for the month.
The run was not fun
Again I was trying to do too much on one run. I wanted hills, pace and distance and all of this less than 24 hours after running 12.4 miles.
Above all, I wanted to tackle hills.
There’s one on the outskirts of town that leads up into the countryside. I assumed that I could go all the way up to the top of it after the positive run yesterday.
I must have got 100m up the road before I turned back down.
The incline on that stretch is 10%.
The slope might not be quite as bad as the 35% gradient on Baldwin Street in Dunedin, New Zealand but it’s still incredibly difficult.
Rather than be discouraged by my failure on the hill, I’m taking heart in knowing that I can still improve dramatically by training regularly on steeper terrain.
I found the hill difficult not because it is an impossible challenge, but because I’ve never trained on hills like this.
The only way I can make progress is if I try to get a little further up the hill each time I try it.
It was stupid of me to set such a lofty goal of conquering it on my first shot. I was setting myself up for disappointment.
When I’m disappointed with my progress then I’m less willing to try new things out.
I will never progress if I don’t fail and learn from my mistakes.
That was my biggest problem for quite some time. I was so frightened of fucking up that I never strayed from my comfort zone.
My fear of failure made me gravitate towards failure.
I won’t let it hold me back any longer.
After the Paris Marathon I will continue to see how far I can push past the 10 mile barrier on my medium distance runs and work on making progress with hill training.
I’m not afraid of fucking up now. Making mistakes isn’t the end of the world.
Within each failure lies the opportunity for success if you look closely enough.