There was a refreshing change of attitude this morning. Obviously going to bed at 9:30pm last night did help a little. As I lay in bed waiting for 5:30am I wasn’t dreading the though of heading out for a run I was thinking “how far can I go today” and then what the limiting factors where. The most obvious one being time…I needed to be back by 6:45am so TFMS could go to work and the other was fitness and conditioning…how far could I actually run and still be able to train the rest of the week or even make it back.
As it turned out I eventually set out on a 7.8km route at a dawdle (AKA +7min/k). By the time I made it to (what I call) the half way point which is in-fact at 3.8km in this direction I had been running 26minutes. Oh Dear! I now had only 24 mins to cover the remaining 4k…time to boogaloo! I hared off up the first of 2 short hills breathing hard by the time I got to the top and tried to maintain what I thought would be around 6min pace (it was too dark to see the garmin and I could be bothered looking).
I stopped the clock at the top of the nasty uphill section to home breathing harder than I have in months after a second half 4kms in 23mins…only to find TFMS sick and still in bed. Oh, well, damn it felt good. I got the dogs up and did 15 minutes of stretching. I have been slack on the stretching over recent times and I have notice a bit of inflexibility creeping into my legs so I am making a conscious effort to stretch everyday from now on.