I’ve been poorly for the last week. just a chest cold, but enough to keep me out of the trainers and off the yoga mat. feeling stir crazy by the weekend, but still not well enough to venture out.
This morning, I thought I’d head up the hill and decide whether to go left (7 miles) or right (5k) when I got to the top. Right it was.
And today’s was more or less the opposite of yesterday’s. Interestingly, I felt mentally ready for a fast one this morning. Lying in bed, I thought my energy level was high and I reckoned a quick 7 rather than an easy 11 would be fun. Turned out to
It’s runs like this that make all the tough ones worthwhile. One of those where the data doesn’t matter - it just all feels great. Set off at a really comfortable pace knowing the climbs that this route has in store. Having slept very badly last night (mind
Bad night’s sleep so my plan to run 8 mile hills was abandoned in favour of a less time-consuming 5k, so I could be back for an 8am breakfast. I did feel tired this morning, but at least got it done - even if “it” was a different it.
A late night airport pickup meant running on less than five hours sleep - and I like my sleep! But it wasn’t as bad as I feared it might be. A warm one though with little breeze. The photo is of one of my favourite trees on this route