I read about the Strava mile on the Strava app and decided to give it a go. My mile PR is 5:52 from high school when I was 17, had had no kids, weighed maybe 115, and did a lot of speed work. I think it’s safe to say I’m not breaking 6 minutes any time soon, which makes me a little sad. But, no matter. Strava thinks my PR is 7:05 or something like that, so I decided to go after a sub-7. I found my nearest track, less than 10 minutes from my house and is synthetic; there isn’t a track like that in the whole city of Roanoke. I headed out there at 6:30 in the morning or so and had it to myself. I wore my watch and decided to try and target 400s between 100 and 105 s — leading to a 1600 m between 6:40 and 7:00.
My splits for 1600 m ended up being 99.5, 102.3, 102.1, and 101.9. That’s a 6:45 1600m. Strava clocked me at 6:43 for my fastest mile (as I kept running since 1600m is just a bit short of 1 mile.) Overall, I’m pleased, though honestly I thought I could run a few seconds faster. I’m inspired now to do some speed work.
Saturday, I went out for a 38 miles bike ride around the lower half of Lake Washington. 1737 ft of elevation gain. I’ve done the ride before, but it felt a little easier this time. I’m always intimidated by a ride that long, but it’s better when I at least know the route. I averaged 12.9 mph, which is pretty typical for me for this type of ride.
After my ride, we headed to a birthday party with L – an equestrian party. We live very near a beautiful area called the May Valley that has a lot of horse farms, and the party was at one of them. L, as I’ve mentioned on here before, tends to be timid and afraid of most new things, and she has always been afraid to sit on a horse every time the opportunity has come up. The people at the horse farm were so great. They started with having the kids brush the horses. L was initially afraid to touch the horse, but I eventually was able to talk her into it. Then B got up on the horse they’d been brushing, and we all managed to talk L into getting up to. What did it was the option to ride with her sister. It was so sweet. Unfortunately, I was so busy providing moral support to L that I got no photos, but I’m hoping I can get at least one from one of the other moms.