37 days and I will run my first half marathon! Really enjoying the training that I'm doing right now. Getting up at five is not my favorite thing but once I'm out there feels really good I love the cool crisp air. My new running shoes seem to be breaking in really well. This is the first time I've used a shoe aside from Nike in over 20 years. Aside from being totally cute and very comfortable and they seem to fit I would say as good if not better than any Nike I've ever worn. Today's run was 4 1/2 miles. It was meant to be at a hard pace. My goal pace was around 11 minutes per mile, which is 30- 60 seconds faster than I think I might be able to do the hal,f but now I'm not so sure. My splits were: 10:55, 10:33, 9:38, 9:18. I don't have a split for the half-mile. I'm pretty sure 9:18 is the fastest mile I've ever run and that includes when I was regularly running 5ks. I wasn't wearing my heart rate monitor so I don't quite know where I was at in that regard, however I felt pretty good and didn't feel too terribly taxed. I came home and dutifully used my foam roller and spent a good 10 minutes stretching. Tomorrow is a rest day for me and then Sunday is a long slow 7 miles. I'm not sure where I'm going to do that run or if I will take the dogs. Buka seemed to do pretty well and was still ready to keep moving when I got home. However Reina was definitely tired and I think ready to be done so I think 4- 5 miles is her max right now.
One thing I love about morning walks and runs is the people you come across. Most people say "hi, good morning", or at least give a quick nod or wave. I'd say at leat 90% of those I come across do, maybe more. I'm always sure to make eye contact with people when I see them. Especially men. I want them to know that I am able to identify them in a lineup if I should ever have to. Mostly I see other runners and walkers, no one I'm really all that concerned about. A few weeks ago, when I saw a cholo at 5:30 in the morning it did give me a little pause for concern. Didn't quite fit in with the neighborhood I was running in; a private, gated, albeit public access walkway. But the classic uniform of white socks pulled all the way up to the knees, khaki shorts hanging down, white T-shirt and dark blue dickies jacket, he just didn't fit the M.O. of your typical morning exercise kind of dude. However he smiled said hi and made eye contact with me when I passed by. I haven't seen him since, so I don't think he's made a routine of this morning thing.
Then there is Mr. Cranky pants. I've seen him at least 3 different days. He is a walker not a runner and he stares straight ahead the entire time he's walking. The first time I said hi I thought maybe he just didn't hear me. I happened to pass him again in that same morning. This time I made sure sing out "good morning" as loudly as I could. He didn't flinch, he didn't look my way, he didn't even remotely acknowledge that I was existing in the same space. Hmmmmm. That wouldn't do. I didn't see him again that morning but had already decided that if I did come across him again I'd be sure to try a little harder. Sure enough, two days later I saw him again. So again I called out as loudly as I could "good morning sir", and he again did not look my way or aknowledge me in any way, shape or form. So I added in a much too cheerful "have a great morning!". I passed him twice on this occasion, both times trying my very best to get him to, at the very least, flicker his eyes in my direction or down at my dogs or even completely away. Something different than just the staring straight ahead blank look on his face. Score 4 Mr. Cranky Pants 0 me. Didn't see him for about a week but this morning I saw him again YAY! Another chance. One of my dogs was actually peeing as he approached us so I was at a standstill as he came up to me. I gave it a good hearty try, lots of "good morning" and other cheerful words as he stared straight ahead, never flinching, never changing his pace, never turning his head, just walking straight on past as though we did not exist even a little bit. I even had a very cool flashy, blinky, seizure inducing button light attached to the neck of my shirt, He had to look at that! Nope. *sigh*. Since I was nearly done with my run at this point I didn't have much hope of passing him again and having a second attempt. However as I came around the corner I looked across the harbor channel and there he was. I think maybe he was glancing my way but I couldn't be sure so just in case I raised my white gloved hand and cheerfully waved across the channel and called out "good morning!" He didn't look. Ah well, I have at least 3 early morning runs next week, I won't give up!I may be down by 6, but I am not a quitter!