Honestly I think it is because I spend too much time in the company of my pups who spend at least 20 hours of the day sleeping. They live a quite simple life and truthfully I am quite jealous that they never worry about treats going to their problem areas making their jeans tight, what they look like or the last time they washed their hair, or even stress about whats on their agenda for the week. If I did believe in reincarnation, I would want to come back as a high class dog.
With yesterdays mind-fart I had no choice but to tempo my way home from work today. Running after work is difficult for me, I feel tired and like I just want to go home and wrap myself in my snuggie and cuddle up with my pups. But I wanted to get this workout in. With an 8k coming up in 4 weeks, I want to be prepared and feel light and quick on my feet.
The tempo turned out well. Goal pace today was slightly under 7 minute miles, and I set out on the run allowing myself to not be too stressed by the pace due to the extreme tiredness I have been experiencing lately. I hit every mile under my goal, even when I had to take a quick time out somewhere along mile 4-5 when the carrots I snacked on shortly before my run decided that they no longer wanted anything to do with me. Mile splits were 6:57, 6:58, 6:48, 6:55, 6:50, and 6:43.
Maybe all the candy I bought in NYC and have been snacking on nonstop for the past few days provided enough glycogen stores to power me through.
On a random side note, I read online this morning about a suburban Illinois runner that is hoping to run a sub 2:36 marathon in LA this month by fueling on only McDonald's for 30 days before the race. He calls himself the McRunner. I wish him the best of luck. What Mickey D's does to my tummy is no good, but all of our bodies react differently to stimuli and maybe he found the secret ingredient to make him a super fast marathoner.
This gives me hope that Sour Patch Kids and Gummi Bears will make me a super fast runner.