There's a war going on in my stomach and I think I'm losing.
Last night's workout:
There was snow on the track, so we headed to a local neighborhood where coach had mapped out 1200 meters (first 800 downhill, final 400 up. you don't get that on a track), and a 400 recovery loop.
5x 1200, 400 recovery, 1 mile warmup and 1 mile cooldown. It was dark. I was hungry. It was 10F, and I still managed to overheat.
My target pace: 7:40
I don't get how some people can talk and laugh while they're doing a track workout. At least I don't get how they can carry on while my lungs are coming out of my nose. It's most annoying.