After a couple of days off due to travel, I got out for a nice run on Monday morning. The sky was covered with a high overcast and the temperature was cool. This made for great running conditions. I didn’t need to run in the dark since my route was through the quiet farming area of Issan, Thailand. The soft sandy road was easy on my legs and feet and the cool temperature made me run faster than I really planned. It wasn’t my fastest 6.2 miles (10k) of the year, but I did record my fastest 1 mile split for the year. The pace was about 2 minutes per mile faster than I plan to run next weekend at the Tarawera Ultra.
Interesting things going on here in this part of Thailand. We went to a gathering at the Buddhist Temple. I won’t try to add any religion to this blog. Only interesting tidbits. As you can see by the picture, there is a grid work of string suspended from the ceiling. During the main prayer, everyone unrolls one of the strings and puts it around their head. That connects them to everyone else. Maybe a more powerful prayer? For those of you that are wondering, I checked and could not feel any electrical charge in the strings.
I also noticed a red shirt hanging in front of most of the houses throughout the whole area. A large area. It was explained to me that there is an evil female spirit that is hanging around and has already been blamed for taking the life of one sleeping male. These shirts are hung in front of the house with a handwritten note pinned to them telling the spirit that there are no men in the house. No need to stop.
Wednesday morning I ran another 6.2 miles (10k) in the early morning chilly air. There must be something to this cooler air running, as I ran another fast time without seeming to put in a hard effort. Either I am gaining fitness, or the hot weather training is paying off.
Finished off my week with a 9 mile medium tempo run. I felt good all week and this run ended up with my 2nd fastest 10k for the year. I didn’t realize I was going at that pace. I was just running along and not thinking about my pace at all. It was the plan to just run comfortable. And my young son met me on the road to give me some water. that was a special treat. Most of the time he doesn’t get to see me run. Next weekend he will get to see me finish a 52 mile run.
It looks like this taper week went as planned. Maybe a mile less than the total distance I wanted to cover. But I kept up the intensity and stayed injury free. Plus I was able to get plenty of sleep with a few naps thrown in. Let’s see what happens next weekend. 52 miles is a long way to run.