After two rest days (rest as in some pretty strenuous hiking!), got out first thing this morning for my first Lake District run. Plan was to take it easy, try and get my third 5k under my belt, and enjoy the scenery,
So I did that... and then my usual “let’s do a bit more” gremlin chirped up towards the end - as in, “wouldn’t it be good to keep going and see if we can do 6k?” So I did
No real drama, heart rate was fine, and the time for 6.1k was 48 minutes, 5k was just under 40 minutes. I think you can knock a couple of minutes off both those numbers, because my pace on Strava was skewed by having to constantly stop and open gates/climb over stiles along one stretch of the route.
Still having to pinch myself that I am feeling so blasé about running 6k