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.
Whilst the snowfall has stopped (for now), the snow which has fallen, has either turned to slush or it's compacted into ice. My walk to work yesterday was the thing that put paid to any allusions that I would be doing a long run outdoors. 2 hours 20 minutes in those conditions would result in several trips to casualty. So, the only thing to be done was to get on the treadmill. Thankfully the gym reopened this morning (thank you staff of David Lloyd Newhaven) and James and I reluctantly began the slog. It was more of a mental challenge than a physical one. Treadmill running is SO DULL. However, with the help of a Torq gel and some Active Root drink, I got it done. Thankfully I wasn't looking at going for a specific distance, as my treadmill said one thing, James' treadmill said another and my Garmin was in agreement with neither! But, 2 hours 20 minutes in the bag, Hopefully the rest of the snow will sod off for next week so I can get back to training pr...
It's been a funny old week. After the proper elation of finishing the 22 miler, things have really taken a turn for the worse this week. I'd been told that taper does funny things to your head. However, I really couldn't see how running less miles could be a problem. Oh, how wrong I was. I think I can pinpoint exactly where things went wrong. Instead of going to my usual conditioning and yoga class on Monday, I went to a gig - well, I was on holiday, it was Easter and it's what Jesus would have wanted. I then started to relax. Bad move all round, really. A malaise set in far too quickly for my liking and the mid week runs that I did have planned, didn't happen. However I kept telling myself that it wasn't a problem. I had the Kilomathon on Sunday, James and I were going to run it to get used to running in crowds. It was quite important, given that: (1) I've only run either by myself or with James; (2) I'm not great with crowds; and (3) I ha...
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