As you know, MAF has become my BFF over the past three months. It has taken me from really slow running at a low heart rate to fairly decent running at the same low heart rate. And here I am, in my final stretch of MAF training, wanting to just ignore the heart rate and do what I feel like doing. I should be ashamed, right?
But it’s not you, MAF, it’s me. With cooler temperatures over the past week, plus my gained efficiencies, I’m now within striking distance of my friends on most runs. Just about five beats up, in fact, and I’m there. I’ve missed running with them and I am wanting the freedom to reconnect with them on runs again. Surely you can understand that?
It was easier when I was just setting out because I had no choice but to stay far behind. There was no one within arm’s reach in front of me.
But I want to stay strong and stay true to MAF, so I’ve got to reel myself in. What’s four–actually three at this point–more weeks? Twenty-one little days? I can do this, right?
Somebody say yes.