I Drink, therefore I Run

A great run today. I signed up for the Silverstone half marathon again this year. It is a fabulous event, well organised, and highly exciting. Given the central position, and a venue that can soak up a 200,000 crowd, it deals easily with more like 20,000. It is also off road, and thus has a 12 o'clock start (well, 12.05 actually, as they held it for a bit because of queues on the going road, ironically...). And of course I am a F1 fan, so the opportunity to run on the hallowed ground is surely only akin to a football fanatic having a training session at Wembley. And, I got to see the new stand, and run on the new track and pit lane. Fab! The morning was simply lovely. Crisp, fresh spring had properly 'sprung'. As I rounded Oxford, a couple of air balloons rose gently and majestically. I would love to have been in them - if it had not interfered with the race, of course!  I followed the pacer for the first 3 miles, then stepped out a bit myself, and managed to hit my ...

Last night. Home from work, feeling very tired. Need to do a hard session. Legs still from the day before. Very easy just to say no... ...and then you don't. So, you head out, and after you have passed the 'terrible tens' moment, and stretched a bit, well, maybe it isn't so bad... ...and then you pick it up and hit the tough work. 5 x 1 mile at pace..first mile ok..maybe we can do this? ..then mile 3 comes and that's a push but you do it.. ..and then you find the second wind ..and before you know it, it's over and you can bask in the glory of having cracked it! Not sure it helps understand how or why!