On Saturday, the same thing happened, and while my takeoff was not nearly as careless as it was in OKC, I still ended up regretting it a little around mile 13. The first 5 miles of the run was a flat loop through Jenks. I could tell we had started out maybe a little quicker than usual, but it was not until the 4th mile that I glanced down at my Garmin to see that, at that moment, we were running 7:44. Obviously, that was not our sustained pace, but considering we were not even coming off of a hill, our average pace was, for me, uncomfortably faster than my marathon pace. (Maybe that's a good thing?)
Dave and I pulled back a pretty decent amount as we headed east down the Creek Turnpike Trail. After the turnaround on Garnett, my legs started feeling a little fatigued. I slipped on ahead of Dave at a water stop on Memorial (not because of my speed, but just because I did not stop and chat for very long). He quickly caught up with me, and I told him I was going to hang back, that I had already used up too much.
Once I had topped the hill west of Sheridan and had regained my composure headed toward Yale, I started to feel a little more energy. Trying hard to just ride this late burst, I focused on maintaining a steady, consistent pace, so as not to use it all up again.
In the end, I was content with my average pace--extrapolated, it still would have gotten me to the finish line in under 4 hours--but I think I could have attained the same pace a little more comfortably had I started out a tad slower and reserved more strength for the later miles. Doing so might help me through the last 6 killer miles of a marathon.
This morning, I decided to go to the Y for some treadmill time. This, once complete, affirmed my long-held belief that I do not like treadmills. I ran for 30 minutes (3 miles according to the display), and that was all I could take. I considered running another 3 miles around my neighborhood after I got home, but decided against it since I was wearing a now sweaty short-sleeved shirt and shorts. Also, I was missing another garment of clothing I typically wear (especially in the winter), but forwent this morning in order to experiment with what seems to be a clothing norm among Runners World Tulsa Facebookers--at least, among those who responded to a recent Facebook poll posted by Brian. My thoughts on this new experience? In a word: liberating.
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