Last night’s second Blaze class, as it transpires, really wasn’t that bad at all.
The key to this increase in relative effort was not to run. I walked through every treadmill section, keeping effort consistently high. The belief, of course, is that you need to do what everybody else does to hit your thresholds, but that’s utter bollocks. The nearly 400 calorie warm-up before this proves the point that fast is not my answer. Steady and controlled is the way forward.
I love running, don’t get me wrong, but there’s a growing understanding that it puts a lot of strain on my body in terms of keeping up a decent pace. Whether this will change as stamina builds, I dunno, but my walking pace is where it’s at right now. The treadmill will tell me that a 6kph walk speed will burn 150 calories in 30 minutes. Not according to my heart-rate monitor it doesn’t.
Walk was between 6.35 and 7.05, and it was far easier to keep that rate constant than it ever is for me to run. Ignoring the calls of my trainer to push myself and go mental, but instead keep breathing and heart-rate under control meant last night I went for longer and was able to apply more effort throughout. The problem, of course, with such exercise classes is the desire to compete, but once that is disengaged from the equation?
Life gets an awful lot easier.
It’s also a delicate balancing act between knowing enough work’s being done and just coasting, and that comes only after understanding how body works best. Feeling the flexibility and strength that’s now resulting from a month’s worth of fairly hard work, it is totally acceptable to not guilt myself out over the other people running when I’m not. There’s a clear, obvious indication of how well all this is working out. 80% effort is distinct progress.
No, it doesn’t need to be flat out to be beneficial.