Today is a rest day and it could not have been better placed. All public transport is cancelled due to Snowmageddon so it's a walk to work. It was "challenging" albeit ridiculously gorgeous.
The erroneously titled: 75 minute run I'm not going to go into this in a lot of detail, but it was the worst run I've ever had. My head is all over the place and, truthfully, my confidence has taken a massive knock. Plus I have niggles in my calves so I'm going to rest up for the rest of the week till long run on Saturday. Going to stick my head well and truly in the sand till then.
50 minutes: https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2427908960 It was set with the best of best intentions. After Tuesday's horrible lunchtime experience, I thought I'd try something different. Get my arse out of bed and get out the door. Have all the training done before I even get showered and dressed for work. I had all my kit set out and ready to go, so I didn't even have to think about it in the morning. An excellent plan, that. Some may even go so far as to say a "cunning plan". I congratulated myself on my genius and waddled off to bed with a cup of peppermint tea and my copy of "I'm Not With the Band: A Writer's Life Lost in Music" by Sylvia Patterson , which is absolutely brilliant. The plan was almost fool-proof. However, I had not factored in a high enough 'fool" quotient. Because ass-hat here switched the alarm off in her sleep - clever huh? - and then proceeded to sleep through till 7.15am, when the proper alarm...
40 minutes It's Tuesday and I'm going to get back on the training schedule. 40 minutes at lunchtime. It's cold. It's frosty AF, but I get my carcass out there. It was NOT pretty, I appear to have turned into a snot monster, but I did it, so snotty smiles all round :)
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