(Read: I kinda suck at pushing the pace.)
Today's workout called for a ten-minute warm-up, then six one-minute all-out running followed by two minutes walking recovery, then a cooldown.
Six AM is an ungodly early hour for intervals, but it beats attempting them in 95 degree heat later in the day....I was not really feeling it this morning. A little tired, a slightly whiny right knee, and just no desire to get going. As you can tell from the warm-up:
I left out the recovery walking because they're dull. But look! For short bursts of time, I am capable of mustering some speed!
(Read: I kinda suspect I'm lazy when it comes to easy run paces...)
The fourth interval (split 9) above was especially great because a giant deer crashed down the mountain, storming across the trail about twenty feet ahead of me. I'm from Pennsylvania, where deer are these small suburban flower-eaters. They mill around lawns and are about the size of golden retrievers. Western deer are beasts. When they crash through a trail, you stop and gawk.