Last night a group met for a (fun and in no way competitive) run up Green Mountain. This would only be my second time ever running the route up the Amphitheater and I had it in my head that a very good time would be ~40:00. I ran according to that time goal and was never sure of where I was or where the end was outside of looking at my watch. I wasn't sure how I would feel after my melt down on Wednesday and then a very difficult bike workout on Thursday (I rode 2:00 total with 4 X 10:00 at 240-300 watts with the last 5:00 of each standing. Quite solid for a hobby jogger.) Mid-debate over the route we should take, GZ (who has a better write up on the run on his site) bolted and decided the route through action. I was immediately after him and felt awesome from that point on (no thinking... which may be part of my last sentence of this post). I gauged my effort on an expected 40:00 run time thinking I would save myself for a stronger second half. At ~20:00 I was still running within myself with controlled and deep breathing and no real signs of effort in my legs and I had only walked a few feet. I started to push the flatter sections and then would run smart on the snow sections. Just after 30:00 I decided to make a big push to the top... and I immediately ran in to the summit. Done in 32:55 with my strong finish still sitting in the tank. Kind of disappointed that I didn't know the route enough to truly put in a good effort. I also missed a couple of turns and had to backtrack twice. After the run Nick asked the question that is never far from my own thoughts... 'So what's up with your racing?'... as in 'Why do I suck so much at it but in training I can lay it down?' Not sure what the answer is. If I figure it out, I know I have the legs, lungs and heart to do well.
And thank you to the Fort Collins group that came down.