Wednesday, January 11, 2012
I plot my running routes to have turnarounds at intersections or other easy landmarks so that I can remember where to turn, since I generally plot them before going out and looking to see what's there. I have to rely on the accuracy of Google maps a lot, as you may imagine. And one upside to this plotting is that I can grab hold of a handy pole-- usually the sign with the street names-- to swing myself round and go back the other way. It's only a second, but it's fun. It launches me back into being a kid, when I ran only for fun and didn't know there was such a thing as pace. It's still fun, of course, but I'm very aware of my pace now.
To satisfy my own curiosity this evening, I got the elevation profiles of my two- and four-mile routes. I was convinced that there were more hills on my two miler. And yet, you can plainly see that the four-miler wins:
It's kind of wild what my perception does to me, because among other considerations, I consistently run the two-miler more slowly per mile than the four-miler. I'm not sure what to do about that, except to keep getting out there and putting the miles in.
Walked 2 miles on Sunday & 1 on Monday
Nothing on Tuesday (not sure how that happened!)
Ran 4 miles today
Cycled 12 miles today
Still to do this week:
2 P90X workouts
Ran 16 miles; 54 to go
Cycled 53 miles; 47 to go