On Friday morning MacGyver and I had a ton of things to do, but then I found out our first appointment was scheduled for an hour later than I thought. I had planned on taking the day off from running but since I had an extra hour I figured why not jump on the treadmill for a quick 3.
I felt pretty good and at a 1% incline I started my run. I quickly increased the pace and finished the first mile in 9:09. In the second mile, I increased the speed a few times and ended up running the second mile in 8:38 and it didn’t even feel like a hard effort. I was on fire!
So I decided to speed up even more. I upped the pace a few times and then realized I was running at a 7:53 pace. I knew this would put me right around an 8:05 mile and that’s exactly what happened. But I thought to myself if this pace feels so comfortable, why not go an extra mile? Why not try to run the fourth mile in 7:40? Could I do it?
Realizing that I was already at 3 miles in under 26 minutes, I decided that I had the time to run another mile and I was amped up. I knew I was going to run it in 7:40, I could feel it.
Scream, crack, boom. (I cannot even accurately describe the sound except to say that it was close to what a clap of thunder and lightning sounds like.)
I managed to not fall when the treadmill came to a sudden stop. It took me a second to realize that it had shut off and to regain my balance. MacGyver came running outside and when he saw that I was okay he was shocked that I hadn’t fallen off.
I asked what happened.
MacGyver: You shorted out the treadmill.
Me: You mean I ran so fast that I killed it?
MacGyver: Well, you tripped the breaker.
I was so proud of myself y’all. I basically ran so fast the treadmill couldn’t keep up with me. I outran the electricity.
I’m shooting for a 7 minute mile this week. I hope the treadmill and the power company are up for it!
Tell me about your fastest run this week.