I set out today for an eight miler and fell into a smooth pace. I decided before I left just to run, not worry about how fast I was going since the goal was to go for 8 miles. I just wanted to be comfortable. I have to admit, for a lot of the time between mile 3-6, I tried to justify how I could stop early. This has been a reoccurring theme with my running over the last month or so. I spent a good amount of time on my run today trying to figure out why.
I generally like to finish workouts planned and sometimes make them harder as I get into them. I like to think my mental strength helps me focus through times like these. It is rare that I cut workouts, that is up until the last month or two. On my run today, I think I figured out why. It's this God Damn left leg of mine. I am tired of the needling soreness and discomfort in it every single time I run. Once I realized that today, it didn't make my leg feel better, but I just said suck it up and run your 8 miles.
Consciously, I decided to stick with the fast finish theme of yesterday and did the same thing today. I did mile 7 in about 7:40 and mile 8 was even better, 7:14. I was not sure where my run would end up overall. I was really happy when I finished in 1:04:40. That's a pace of about 8:05/mile for 8 miles. The fitness is there, I just need to build more, and drop some serious poundage from my gut.