Ugh. I did my first run today with the new coach. We haven't tested my heart rate zones yet, so she gave me strict instructions to follow the average person's zones and stay in Zone 2. Well Zone 2 ends at 154 bpm. I've blogged about this before, but I am some sort of heart rate mutant. I figure I must be part bunny. My max heart rate on the run is somewhere north of 200 and 180 is a fairly comfortable jog for me. All it takes to get me to 150 is to think about maybe running. I knew it was going to be a frustrating run, but I'll be damned if I'm going to pay a coach good money and then not listen to what she tells me. If she tells me to jump, I'll ask how high? If she tells me to sprint, see ya later! If she tells me to eat nothing but peanut butter and jelly... well then I'll think she's too good to be true. But if Angela tells me to keep my heart rate under 154, I'm doing it.
Oh, man was that the longest and most painful (emotionally, that is) run of my life! It was so frustrating. I was barely moving and I think that it actually was harder on my knees because I can't shuffle with very good form. All in all I averaged a whopping 12:15 per mile. I can't WAIT to get my real zones! I figure if it at least allows me to do my LSD at 11 minute miles it will be doable, 10 is more comfortable. We'll just have to see. My big date for HR testing in the 11th. Yay!
Tomorrow is my day off. I don't quite know what to do with myself. I'll probably clean the house and do some laundry in the morning. I'll still get up at 6 and can't get to the bank until 9, so I'll have 3 hours to putz. Something I excel at.
Have a nice night everyone. One quick question for the cyclists: I need to get an affordable trainer for the winter. Any suggestions on good models?
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