This morning was the first time since last weekend's marathon that I hit the outdoors for a run. I went for 5.12 miles (I forgot how much further I had to go so went a little over 5). The plan, after smoking 3 miles on the treadmill in just over 22:00 Friday, was to go at least 5 but maybe 7 miles today. I'm still trying to take it easy post-marathon, even though a psychotic friend who ran the Baltimore marathon ran another marathon in Ohio today, and I wasn't sure how I'd feel going further than 3 miles for the first time in a week, or how I'd feel running outdoors for the first time in a week.
It was a very crisp 36 degrees this morning when I hit the road and I was cruising right along when at about 1.1 miles I got a pain in my foot. So I altered my route to give me an easier way home if I had to stop and kept at it.
A couple minutes later the pain went away. When I realized it wasn't there anymore I got to thinking about how strange it is to have these pains and then have them just vanish. Where do these pains come from? What do they mean? Where do they go? If a pain goes away did it ever really exist?
Anyway, while I was hitting it at a pretty good clip (for me), I decided that 5 miles would be enough for today. Next week I'll hit it up for 7 or 8 miles, unless I run a 5K race I ran last year that's coming back around.
My splits were pretty righteous this morning (for me). 4 of the 5 miles were 8:11 or under (and as low as 7:56!), but there was one mile that was essentially straight uphill and it took me 8:53. I'm not too bummed though because I like to see how I recover from stretches like that and while mile 4 took me 8:53, mile 5 took me 8:10. This tells me that the hill kicked my tail a little but it didn't kill the run for me.
I also finally uploaded the data in my Garmin from the Baltimore marathon and looked at it today. I did 4-5 miles at the beginning about 30-45 seconds per mile faster than I should have. Did that have something to do with the problems I faced after mile 21? Maybe, maybe not, but I'm still a little bummed about not sticking to my slow and steady and slow game plan. Sigh.