Oh man, we so rocked that run tonight! We told the weather who was boss, the hills who was in charge, and the ankles, they weren’t about to mess with us. Oh no. It was, as Miss Blaine said, a true tempo run, otherwise referred to as a totally amazing, awesome, kickass run!
- 6:45 p.m. BG before: 8.4 (1/2 granola bar, no bolus)
- Temp. basal: -50 per cent
- Distance: 6:02 km
- Average pace: 6:18 km/min (tempo)
- Average heart rate: 172 bpm (which was the same as Blaine’s = woohoo I’m not going to have a heart attack!)
- Time: 38 minutes
- 8 p.m. BG after: 9.1
When Blaine and I headed out, a little later than usual, I was somewhat dubious as to how the run would pan out, and was secretly hoping my sister-in-law would have Baby Number 3 so I’d have a real good excuse to bail. See, after almost a full day of blue sky, 20 minutes before we were to head out, the clouds collided and a forceful driving rain came a gushing down. When I walked into the Running Room and saw Blaine standing there, the first words out of my mouth were “Are you kidding me?”
But because I knew I’d feel guilty if we didn’t go out, and because Blaine was in need of a good run, we put on our big girl underwear and took on Mr. Weather. He knew he was no match for us and about 5 or 10 minutes in, he surrendered, full-on surrendered, taking his gales of wind with him and all.
We decided on a hilly route, mostly because it was a well-lit route. And while we did talk for the majority of the run, there were a few silences early on as we battled the long, seemingly arduous hills. And I got to say, I’ve heard a lot of things in my years as a runner – odd things, funny things, crazy things, weepy things, deep, dark secrets – but never have I ever been asked what I was asked tonight. It was early in the run, we were going up one of the first few hills, and weren’t talking. My breathing was all the sound I could take in at that moment. And then, out of nowhere, Blaine looks over at me and asks, “Are you holding your breath?” Uh what? Apparently she couldn’t hear me breathing, despite the loud huffing and puffing I could hear in my own ears, and thought she was the only one breathing to beat all hell. I reassured her that yes I was breathing, in fact, had a person walked by us jonesing for a cigarette he probably would have asked me for one figuring someone who breathed like that must be a smoker!
And it’s crazy outbursts like these that make these chicks my favourite running chicks!
What’s the craziest thing someone’s asked you while running?
Ankle update: About 10 minutes after we completed our run, while stretching, it suddenly dawned on me that I didn’t experience any ankle pain tonight, not one bit, not even slight tenderness. I don’t know if it’s because it was only a 6 km run, but regardless, I’m taking it as a positive.
Like I said, totally amazing, awesome, kickass run!
It’s great runs like tonight that keep me heading out the door. I’ll still be talking about this run in a weeks time:-)
Glad you guys had an amazing run. Sorry I couldn’t be there with you. Although based no your stats I am glad I wasn’t as you guys would have broken me…just don’t have that kind of speed in me right now especially going up hills. See you on Sunday.
Good going ladies!! But, geeeez, I’m so jealous. Here I am sitting at home trying to be a good “recovery” girl, itching to get out there, watching runners running by with this longing in my heart…..and you go and post about having one of “those perfect” runs…….. But I still love you both any how. But kicking your butt next time we are out together!!!
I am here to tesify that I was witness to the aftermath of “the perfect run” . I do believe I was asked 3 times to ask Blaine and Katie how their run was. Funny thing…as soon as they walked in the door I asked them then, we’d getting chatting and one of them pipes up “Oh, ask us how our run was” Yes, so I asked once again and was told once again, how great it was. Terrific work ladies…always makes my day when someone has one of those perfect nights! Cheers to you both!