Another 10k training along the canal with my pal Ray and a new t-shirt. It’s nice outside and it’s good being able to get outside without layers for days.
Obviously this blog deals with my running, but reflecting on all these is worthwhile. I started this blog nearly a year ago to keep myself motivated, accountable and because I was lonely in China. I couldn’t run. Every step up was momentous.Now I’m running 10k.
It was lovely. I went out in a t-shirt. It was sunny (and we can ignore the chilly wind and snow on the hills…). I looped grass, found a football pitch to lap and circled a park. It was good for my aging lungs.
I didn’t have to do it today. Yeah, I can see how it’s a bit mad on the surface but I didn’t really have birthday plans and shouldn’t you have some? Some thing that you’re proud of doing on a day acknowledging you? Well this was mine, my gift to me.
… That and I should start half marathon training eventually. 😉
Super proud today. Yeah, my time is slower than my last 10k but I feel good. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to do this run considering I’ve only really been training to about 5k-7k, that’s defo why I suffered hitting 8k.
The route went around Glasgow Green and took 2 laps. There was a mix of 5k and 10k people.
It was a strange thing; at the start I was quite well placed in the pack, not fsr behind. My 5k time seemed to match that of parkrun (36 mins-ish). It wasn’t until the 6k I fell drastically behind. Pretty proud tbh.
Running the river was my favorite part. It’s not a part of the city I wander often and it was nice to have a reason to be there.
Plus… sunshine. Banging.
Until the next one. 😉
I’m not even sorry about my time. I ache. Yesterday had me sore and I still came in to fight again. I am proud of that.
I also took time in the machines and weights section today. Sadly my reason was because there were less men than normal, which I find intimidating and off putting. More than once I’ve been there trying my best with a 15k load and some guy will be lurking and huffing because he wants to out do that. Thus, when you see weights quieter than normal you take the plunge.
Also, how good is power plate? Calf massage on a power plate has to be the greatest post run thing ever. I want one.
In teaching we are taught to be reflective, both positively and negatively.
Let’s start positively:
I can run for 7k.
I can stay on a treadmill for an hour and keep moving.
Now… the negative: I’ve been lazy recently. I’ve avoided running because I’ve pulled the ‘Im tired’ excuse and my times are suffering as a result.
7k in 60mins is poor and I need to work harder if I want to beat my october 10k time.
Mixed emotions then.
Yay and nay?
This run I’m proud of for a few reasons, chiefly being hungover.
The week was stress filled; lessons, a snow day and a crit to contend with. By Friday I was shattered but I passed my crit and was ready to party. A long drive to a big party in Preston, car filled with the lads and we arrive in high spirits. Commence the sesh.
I went to bed at 2. I woke up at 0830. We were out running by 0930.
My trusty park run bud Ray and I were off and found a flat park which we could run laps of. It was grim; tired, hungover, maybe still drunk.
We managed 5k.
As per afterwards I felt amazing… and went back on the drink asap.
My best mate managed to get us a free day trip to a Nuffield Health Spa in town. We made full use of it- I ran, biked and swam… and used the steam room and spa pool but hey it’d have been rude not to.
5k in 36.11- no photo but my bestie was my witness.
A PERSONAL BEST! I felt amazing. I pushed and pushed and it’s definitely showing. So proud.
3k on the bike.
500meters in the pool.