I had a good run last night at the gym. 6.5 miles, with 5.5 at Mid-tempo pace as defined by FIRST. For me that meant 7:27 miles. Because I perceive the treadmill to be easier than real life (and heart rate confirms that) I usually set treadmill a bit faster. For me that meant setting it at a 7:18 pace or 8.2 mph. My foot pod had me going even faster, with a sub 7:00 pace, but I take that with a grain of salt.
It felt good to exercise again. I am a little stiff this morning, but a good kind of stiff. Tonight I will try to put in another easy workout and then run 14 or 15 miles tomorrow. FIRST has me for another 20 miler, but I am just not sure I want to do that or am in shape for that given my lack of training in August and also the lack of cross training. For FIRST, not only do you run 3 days a week (which I basically have -- I have missed 1 workout despite my relative sloth this week), but also supposed to row, bike or swim 2 days a week. I haven't. So not sure I want to push the second 20 miler in 3 weeks given relative lack of running and training.
And I got a really, really nice surprise this morning. Last night at the gym I stepped on the scale for the first time in 3 weeks. I fully expected to have added about 3 pounds or so. I have eaten poorly and not worried about carbs; indeed, I have had a 100% carb dinner for the last several nights. (Carbs encourage water retention, so eating them means more water, thus more weight; the converse is also true.) Anyway, my surprise: the lowest weight in nearly ten years. rather than add several pounds, I was lighter. I know water weight, etc., but still very nice surprise.
Its like that Seinfeld episode: some things go up, some go down.