That’s another 9,73 km for today. Including 10 x 500m Intervals that were quite interesting to run in the sun. There was sometimes a nice little breeze, but unfortunately no shade on the track. As the track is always deserted in the morning, especially during holidays, I was looking forward to run just in my sports-bra (and shorts of course). But no such luck, there was a young man sitting all alone on the bleachers. He didn’t do a thing. He just sat there. I don’t know whether the poor guy just wanted to be alone and I spoiled his day or whether there was something wrong with him. I didn’t speak to him though, he didn’t look ill or something and as he left me alone, I decided to do the same for him. He moved occasionally, so he was still alive, which was comforting, because I was running again from the zombies in my head.
It was way too hot again to feel comfortable, but I couldn’t get up earlier and when I finally had my running gear on, it turned out that the battery of my Garmin was running low again, so I had to wait for another half hour or so. And when I left around 11 am, the sun was out and heating the track.
The intervals were challenging – as they should be – but doable. I was even faster than my training-plan prescribed. That felt good. 500 m is kind of a strange distance though.
After the mysterious results of the medical checkup, I tried to check my max heart-rate on my own and ran the last 100 m of the last interval flat out. I got up to 182 bpm, although I’m not sure whether it would have gotten higher without the other intervals I did before. I think my legs were too tired to sustain this speed for much longer.
I did the compulsory bare feet lap around the infield once and then left the guy on the bleachers on his own. I wonder whether he’s still out there…