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Miles 18.23; Units 23

Another week of only two runs - however, I have been reminded that I did also go to a circuits class and a gym session, so in fact I still exercised more than about 99% of the population! It just doesn't seem that much in relative terms to me. I am aware that the last statement sounds a bit arrogant..so please accept it for what it is worth! Another great long run out with the club through the Hampshire countryside. It hinted at drizzle but limited itself to mildly muggy. We had a newbie with us today, which made me cast my mind back to that time for me, and the slightly embarrassed 'new girl/boy at the disco' emotion it can engender. I did feel for her, as she said 'oh I fancy about 10 miles' which then became 13 with a chunky hill at the end - and then she had to run 2 miles home! The testosterone of the group was rising, the boys and the girls! I was also thinking about the power of music on the run, and my taste for pumping electronica, not a style I was into wh

miles 18.31; Units 27

A two-run week...must be the first time in a long while as low as that, other than when injured or post-marathon. On the up side, two good runs - including a very early morning loop round Braishfield, not my usual at all. I have never really got on well with morning running, however I guess that's just because I have never done a lot of it! There is something about the freshness of the morning that just can't be beaten...usually. On this occasion, however, I seemed to have decided to co-incide with the work and school runs. It certainly gives you a different insight on the travelling public- ie yourself, normally - as they push on to work or school in the metal cocoon of a car, mildly oblivious to the running public. You get some odd looks as well, though I'd like to think that was merely jealousy from the desk bound wage slave reconciling his morning activity with what looked like a very much nicer start to mine. Couldn't resist using this picture either - tee hee. All

Miles 24.31; Units about 25 (maybe)

Well, what a beautiful week for running! This would be for two reasons - firstly, that I started to get back into some harder training again with an interval session - 4 x 5 mins at 10k pace may not sound like much, but it was pretty testing - and secondly, because I managed to meet with the Southampton Athletics Club for their Sunday run. Only 5 of us this time, as we tackled an undulating (nay steep!) 13 miler through the countryside from Winchester. Just another one of those runs that reminds you what a glorious part of the world we live in down here. Running with a group is a different experience. Firstly, you have to subjugate your own needs for the group, regulating your pace to match the front or the back. Inevitably the group spreads out, but that's ok, you wait for your fellow runners at strategic points if you are up ahead. Also, the route is not yours alone. And, you must also take your turn at the front, pushing the pace where necessary. What you get back is a great cam

Miles 18.3; Units substantial

Another busy and mad week on the work front, though I did manage to squeeze in an extra 5 miler to get the weekly total nibbling up a bit. I am just starting to notice a bit of 'creep' around the midriff...have to watch out for that one. On Sunday, my long run of around 10 miles was absolute torture with a belting hangover from the Saturday night. You do quite literally sweat out the alcohol on the way round! I was debating having my first long run with the running club, but to be honest, not only did I not feel like it, I probably wasn't legal to drive anywhere. So far, I have not set a new running goal, though I feel that time is nearing. I do seem to be able to go for about 6 weeks before the lack of a focus gets in the way a bit. When you have to go out and put in the hard miles of fast work, which means pushing your pain threshold, it is difficult to do that without a specific purpose. Now why do I also think that's a bit of metaphor for how my life is at the mome