Coach labeled this one "Temporal Flow 2." Treadmill again — he's still got me there for threshold work, and a week later I'm still not fighting it. This one was longer than last week's: four threshold blocks instead of three, an extra injection, more total volume.
Four LT blocks — 10, 12, 15, and 10 minutes, all holding right around 6:49 — with a 6:43 10K injection early and a sharp 6:30 5K injection buried in the middle. Heart rate never got out of the 160s during the tempo work, capped around 172 on the injections. Probably the best I've felt on a session like this in a while. Wore the carbon-plated shoes for it, which never hurts.
Last week it was the Sirens got in my head. This week it was Troy and the Laestrygonians — track nine and ten on Göransson's score, right back to back. The Sirens track is 2 minutes of quiet dread. These two are not that. Troy builds like something is about to break, and the Laestrygonians track is scored for actual cannibal giants hurling boulders at Odysseus's fleet — it's relentless, low, all percussion. Somewhere around the second threshold block it stopped being background music and started feeling like a war drum. Not introspective this time. Just: get through this.
Different mode than last week, and I think that's fine. Not every run needs to be a meditation on mortality and marathon training. Sometimes the score just needs to make you want to survive the next ten minutes, and today it did exactly that.
Proof of work, for anyone who doubts a treadmill session can do this to a hat:
Two-hour run this weekend, and this time I'm taking it outside.
