To be fair I was well rested and since the heatwave is over I didn’t have to fight the environment as much (although it rained and I was properly soaked and heavy).
Also I looked up how to properly move while running yesterday and I realized that I had to include my upper body more into my movements. Using my upper body more is still a thing I have to consciously decide to do but I’m really excited that it’ll soon go into my muscle memory and I’ll naturally move better.
Hard to say. During most of the summer I was focused on cycling and running was treated more like a side project. At the beginning of August I took a little break from being active and then I struggled due to heat. Right now I run a little over 8km per day and try to do so at least 5 times per week.
Earlier I mainly focused on running long distances but of course I wasn’t very fast.
Now that I have more confidence in myself I do shorter runs but try to up the speed.
I love running. But I’ll never love it as much as I love getting done running. I totally understand the motivation to get there faster.
It’s weird how much pain and pleasure are intertwined with each other. You get a really good understanding of it when you do endurance sports
I feel like I turned a corner with running some years ago when I was deep in the discomfort of a particularly grueling session and I very reasonably began thinking about being done. It then occurred to me how the anticipation of finishing was what made the actual finish so great. I realized in that moment that the grueling post was in fact the entire point, and how lucky was I to be in the middle of it?