Recovery must be another name for Hell.
5 miles. Avg. HR: 142 bpm. 11:xx avg. pace. With each step I felt like I was going nowhere. No spring. No pep. No forward momentum. Can someone please explain to me how a recovery run of 5 miles is more beneficial than simply taking another rest day? Or a spinning class?
I just kept plodding along as I checked my heart rate monitor about every minute, keeping my HR low. Drag, drag, drag.... Plod, plod, plod... Perhaps the idea is that I hate the recovery runs so much that the long runs are almost joyous! Now I know... there is something even more dreadful than running long. It's running short and sloooowwww..... And, slow is relative, I know. Some people's slow is my fast and my slow is some people's fast. But the feeling must be the same.
What kept me going was thinking of all the people on the Hal Higdon Boards ... Jess, Vivian, Dave, Scott... who have had success with the Pfitzinger program.
So, I kept it slow. And I finished.
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