Another fastest neighborhood three-miler last night, and my average pace continues to fall week by week. Despite feeling sluggish -- likely from my workouts the previous two days -- my run finished strong with a surprising pace of 9:22 per mile. That's two seconds off my last fastest pace.
Today is a well-earned rest day, after four consecutive days of exercise. I can feel my fitness improving, but I'm riding a long stretch of no weight loss.
Rarely have I ever weighed in so consistently. Usually, the scale is a roller coaster ride from day to day. Over the past week, I've only varied 0.2 pounds with no change from the last four days.
Thankfully, my running has shown steady improvement. My legs feel strong with the slow increases in distance. My confidence grows when I look at the past two months and see I've consistently completed 80 percent or more of my planned mileage. (Only once did I drop below 80 percent and that was because of a family emergency.)
If I were to grade my efforts so far this year, based on planned vs. actual mileage, I would earn a B+, with an 89.8 percent success rate. That's worthy of a celebratory beverage!