I had an early burst of energy this morning and then ran out of steam very very quickly. I woke up before 7am. I had a cup of tea in bed and it seemed to take an age to fully wake up. Then Kath went for a run, I wasn’t ready for that yet. Instead I washed up, made breakfast (a variation of a hash recipe by Joe Wicks – grated courgette, potato, broccoli, spinach and egg – I added bacon this time because we had some that needed using), made bread and sung along badly to Bon Jovi greatest hits. That was it. I could have gone back to bed.
The fact that I needed a short run today to tick off all the Dopey plan runs this week was on my mind. Wouldn’t it be nice to not be behind on something for once. I’ve pretty much given up on work being the thing that I’m on top of so why not just really try and keep ticking off those runs. I could maybe manage that and how amazing would it feel to not be behind? (I have no idea, it’s not something that generally happens to me!).
Kath dragged me off the sofa eventually and out of the house to run the sheep loop in the rain and do some hill sprints on the old golf course slope. It has got a little cooler and less muggy which was good. I settled into the running and finally started to enjoy being out after about half a mile. The autumn colours are stunning. I managed to keep running until we got the point at which I was doing the hill sprints. Kath did hers this morning so I left her at the at the top of the hill and walked down. Ah hill sprints. Hm. Well I tried. I ran up the hill as fast as I could 4 times. By the 4th time my legs were burning! I had a minute at the top and then we set off running down the hill. I hate running down hill and was really tense so my arches started hurting. My calves are also very tight at the moment.
Just as things were getting tough Kath spotted a kingfisher and this time I saw it too and kept my eyes on the spot where it had disappeared from view and sure enough it popped out again and I watched it fly straight down the middle of the canal until I could no longer see it. Then we were nearly at the canal bridge and had to decide whether to cross or whether to carry on to the next. I thought I might be able to run on the flat for a bit longer so opted for going straight on but then we saw a couple of horses (with riders) ahead and decided to leave them to it. We turned back and crossed the bridge and I managed to keep running a little bit. Then we walked up the hill. My arches were killing but they settled down, same with the calves. I felt like I really wanted to make an effort so after a a few deep breaths we set off running again and I was getting my head round going up Ilkley Road run/walking post to post.
I ran past the first post and felt ok, the second, hm, harder but ok. Then I thought I’d walk at the next one which was close to a Pub. A bloke came out and watched us so I just couldn’t walk. I wasn’t sure I could keep running either though but then he said ‘faster faster faster’ and I thought ‘well sod you’ and kept plodding.
Well that was a hard run but it did me the world of good.
Sunday weigh in – yeah well what do you expect with apple pie, pints, apple pie, crisps and pretzels…