Buzzing on Blue Smarties?
Well, seeing as I am actually running at the moment, it would be very rude not to blog about it, although trying to fit runs in around the Olympics, whilst feeling very tired with workloads, so struggling with morning runs, is a bit difficult!!
So, a fortnight of running in a handy little blog! Last week I spent half of it at our caravan on the Yorkshire Coast, going over there on Weds evening and staying until Sunday morning. So a bit of a rest week, but 4 runs, 2 of them at the coast, about 14 miles in total, and they felt tough, especially the 2 runs along the mega hilly coastal off road paths.
This week has been an unusual one in that for the past couple of days my wife and kids have been back at the coast, while I have been home alone, basking in Olympics overload each evening. But I had a run under my belt from Monday morning, and then my next run was Wednesday evening, done before I settled down to watch the swimming. It was an unusual one, as it started blue skies, 22 degrees, and I was a bit hot, but about 2.5 miles in, the sky blackened, the wind got up, I had goosebumps as I suddenly turned cold, and then the heavens opened like you would not believe. For some reason the second half of the run was a bit quicker than the first, and the worries about not feeling great in the first half and it being a struggle were forgotten about. I must have been desperate to get home!
Yesterday was a very very rare double day, just a few miles in the morning at a steady 9.45 m/m pace, and last night I hung on to witness Sir Chris take the gold in the cycling before venturing out to see how far my legs felt like taking me. A tough 4 miler, which was a struggle, was the answer, and the pace of 9.30 min/miles was a shock, as it seemed so much tougher for a run at that pace. A good example of how my fitness has evaporated in recent months due to lack of activity I suppose! But 2 runs in a day, and that felt good.
This morning I also ventured out, just a short 3 miler, tried to up the pace a bit, not easy with heavy legs after yesterday’s double day, but 3 miles at 9.05 pace, I will settle for that. I now have that nice achey feeling, the one where you feel you have worked yourself hard.
Ok, so the mileages aren’t enormous, the pace is not where I want it, but I am able to run, which after the months earlier this year, is something you cannot take for granted, and I feel privileged to be able to get out there and just do it.
Right, off to read some blogs in between doing some work, before my trip to the Olympics this weekend, where I will hopefully be bumping into (and staying with) some fellow bloggers. I feel like a little kids who has eaten a big box of Blue Smarties…..
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