Sometimes, I’m a bit slow to catch onto alternate ways of doing things.
At the track, ten laps is a mile. 5K is ~3.1 miles, so 31 laps. So, when I run, I try to count laps. I’ve never managed to count higher than about 15 laps, however, regardless of whether I’m walking for 45 minutes or running for 30, so I’ve been assuming that I was falling short of going the distance for which I’m training.
It finally dawned on me that I could check the mileage on my Fitbit.
Lo and behold! I ran 3.4 miles in about 28 minutes yesterday!
So, I will be able to run a 5K race in the spring. The question now becomes how fast can I run that race?
Perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself, but I googled past year results from the race I plan to run to see how fast the top runners in my age group went, and it looks like I’ll need to do a 21-minute 5K if I want to be a top finisher in the 40- to 49-year-old category.
Possible? Well, first, I’ll need a baseline time, so I’ll be timing more carefully on tomorrow’s run to see what that is. Dropping about 20-25% off a time over such a short distance is pretty ambitious, but then again, I’m starting from a pretty low level of training and experience, so maybe I’ll be able to count on closing some of that gap just with experience and endurance.
We shall see. On the one hand, I like to have a goal, and I like the idea of being in the top 3 for my age group. On the other hand, I need to focus on overall fitness and lifelong habits, so I don’t want to push so hard that I injure myself.
Meanwhile, Christmas did finally catch up to me. I’m up a pound, which is not a tragedy by any means, but which is a subtle reminder that I don’t have much wiggle room these days. I’m confident I’ll be back on the downward trajectory by the end of this week. This year, I guess. I’m still holding out hope of making the 160s by year’s end.