I ran the worst tempo of the season last night. Even taking the floor of Dr. Jacks' suggested T pace (7:08) for the shape I think I'm in seemed like running in quicksand (or slowsand, in my case). I usually do a bread and butter 2 x 20 minute tempo but I skipped the 2nd round last night. Last year I'd do these at 6:30 pace and it felt comfortably hard at best. My breathing is moderate now so I'd like to think I'm getting there aerobically. I just feel complete absence of any power from the rib cage down when running under 7:30...and every whack of the left foot sends the needle up the IT to the hip! It's like playing the carnival game where you hit the plate with the hammer, sending the metal disc up to ring the bell.
Every time my left foot hits the deck there should be a DING and someone should be shouting-
"We have a winner!"
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