Shoot the runner

I ran 3.5 miles tonight.  I'm tapering so trying to keep it slow and steady before April 13th.  This was more difficult than it sounds.  I was trying to keep to the pace of 10 minutes per mile for the first two miles which is what I want to run the first 3 or 4 miles of the marathon in.  But unfortunately my pace kept creeping up.  

It's weird. Four weeks ago I was struggling to run anything faster than 10 minute miles and now when I want to keep that pace it's virtually impossible.  I think it's nerves. Everyone I talk to who is running the marathon is just itching to get to the starting line now.  Yesterday, someone quite bluntly, as I was telling them about what's going through my mind, simply said: 'You just need to get it over with now, don't you?'

Yes.

Anyway, after the two miles of watching my speed I just let myself go and ran home.   I knew I was doing a decent pace but to my knowledge it was nothing out of the ordinary.  But when I got home and pressed End Workout on my Ipod Paula Radcliffe popped up to tell me I'd just run my fastest mile.  That's ridiculous, when all I wanted to do last month was go out hard hoping to try and improve my shorter distance time and simply couldn't. 

Anyway its given me a boost. A boost that seriously doesn't explain the bad mood I've been in all night. Weird things are afoot.

Oh, and Kasabian's Shoot The Runner came on at the end of my run which I though was apt for tonight's blog.