Well I'm back in the saddle as it were!  And boy did I miss my running during that week and a half!  It's weird I really do think there something addictive in running; the buzz afterwards, the calmness during training, perhaps the ipod music en route lulling you into a trance?  Whatever it is I'm hooked.  So that time out was a real killer for me.  Still it needed to be done and boy what a difference. 

FYI - The recovery plan involved, sports massage, new shoes and lots of stretching.

I managed 4 runs this week (I've been averaging 3 a week with cycling in between til now) and I was over the  moon with my long one.  19 miles phew - that's like from my folks home to Inverness (that only works if you know where I live but you get the jist!).  Its quite exhilirating.  So I planned my long one to be a grand tour of London.  Taking in Regents Park, Baker St, Kings Cross and then back to do Vic Park I really did squeeze in the sights.  Although two complaints I'm pained to share with you:

1.  Nobody speaks to me!!!  i repeatedly smile, nod my head and say hello to my fellow runners... NOTHING no even acknowledgment - it really does wind me up.  I just dont get it?  Surely its only polite to encourage you en route?

2.  Digestion difficulties!! Within 20 mins of taking a gel I was (quite literally) running for the loo!  How lucky I had to run past my house to get to Vic Park otherwise I dread to think.  Has anyone else experienced this?  I've never had that before!  Close call I have to say!!

Otherwise no major drama to report - just one very happy runner! 

Target miles = 43

Actual miles = 35 - yippee!