The plan was to run "fast".
Don't ask me why. There is no good explanation for it. Yesterday night, when I went to bed, the minute I had before falling asleep, I decided I wanted to run "fast" to the office.
I was running with a watch so I was able to check what my pace was.
And I didn't like what the watch was telling me. In my mind it was too slow.
Don't ask me why. There is no good explanation for it either. It was as fast as I ever ran to the office. In fact, looking now at Strava, I see I got a PR pretty much in every single segment.
At the moment it was very frustrating. I was feeling I was running too slow and, at the same time, I wasn't upping the pace.
Don't ask me why. Looking at my heart rate there was definitely room for me to up the intensity. I was just not running faster.
After a bit of reflection I came to the conclusion that it might have been a bit overambitious to think that I can get up by 6am, get breakfast (without caffeine), and go running "fast" by 6:30am.
I'll try again next time though. Even if you don't ask, I'll tell you why. I don't like the feeling of saying I'm going to do something and not doing it. Don't ask me why.
