Week one - done and done!

Week one is in the books. I completed every workout and even adhered to my rest day, which for me is hard. The run of the week was the 5 mile long run on Saturday. It was warm (56 degrees) and really humid. The clouds were hanging low and along the St Vrain greenway it was foggy. I love runs like that where everything feels kind of surreal. Anyway, I took it slow, trying to adhere to my long run pace, and a funny thing happened. I lost track of time and pace, and the final two miles flew by. I felt like I was gliding effortlessly along, and the last two miles were well under my target pace, but I could not have helped it if I wanted to. My last mile was close to my tempo pace, but my heart rate was around 150, about 30 beats lower than my tempo run. This was, for only the second time in 8 years of running, the elusive runner's high in action, and it was wonderful. This is what makes running worthwhile.