3 K jog: 18:45.73
1st K: 4:25.39
Rest: 1:00.32
2nd: 4:18.76
Rest: 1:00.24
3rd: 4:23.63
Rest: 1:00.20
4th: GIVE UP!
2 K jog: 13:30.18
Revenge K: 4:19.56
Total 9 K: 52:44
After teaching a 5-hour seminar in Central Tokyo I came home in Chiba around 8 p.m. I had a light dinner, because I wanted to run. On the previous night I ran 10 K by running a 2.5 loop four times. But in the last K of the last two rounds I increased pace significantly. I didn't realize then but tonight when I went for interval training, a consequence of the surge was evident. I barely came under the target of 4:30 right from the first set. The following two sets went all right as I had warmed up after the first. But when I set off for the fourth after taking a minute of break, I felt so weak that I came to a complete halt after going only 20 meters or so. I gave up, because I was expecting to get up early the following morning to teach yet another 5-hour seminar. You got to get your priority straight. Work first. Training next.
I weakly started jogging back home. Ordinarily it would only take a few minutes before the heart rates come down to normal, but tonight I continued to feel weak no matter how slowly I ran. When I finally reached the park near my house, I had a choice between going straight home and doing another fast run, this time on a flat road. (Note the three sets I had done was on a hilly shuttle course.)
I was hesitant for a moment, afraid that I might run out of gas before completing the full distance. But a second later I heard another part of me saying, "What the heck?" You have nothing to lose even if you give up halfway. It'd still be better than not trying and gaining nothing." Before I knew it, I found myself hammering down the road. As soon as I started running, I realized with dismay that recovery from the slow jogging was limited, and my legs remained as heavy as lead. But I pressed on. Finally I reached the finish line, and stopped my wrist watch. It said 4:19. Not the best time for the night despite running the flat area. But nonetheless I felt good about myself because I pushed myself beyond what I was easily capable of doing.
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