Whoop!
I am really happy to report that last week I ran a total of 32 miles, over 5 days, and that my final run of the week was the best of the lot.
We ran 10 miles as a ‘race-sim’, with 6 miles at an easy pace (for us, this was 8 minute miles), and 4 miles at race pace plus 20 seconds (which was supposed to be 7 and a half minute miles, but was actually 7m 15 secs). I am permitting myself an exclamation mark in the title in recognition of this pace. I am so impressed my legs managed to turn out that kind of speed without my heart feeling like it was going to burst. This is particularly notable as the 4 miles at the end of the run was mostly uphill.
I’m not sure I even need to add the other good things about the run:
- no hangover
- sun was shining
- saw a heron in Regent’s Park
- blossom galore
It was such a good run, it’s made me want to ignore my day off today and go out again anyway. I won’t of course.
Not a Jogger 