After a weekend on the motorbike in Leiston, I earmarked this morning for my long run... hopefully 9miles.
When I got home from Leiston yesterday, 160mls.....I was shattered! If any of you have ever ridden a bike, youโll know how a long ride takes it out of you mentally. The concentration levels are intense!
I slept like a log last last and awoke at 6.30 to the sound of birdsong and thought โRight, up we get for my runโ ๐
After a banana and some water, I set off with the intention of doing 9mls. It was warm but not too warm so I set off at a sensible pace. After 3k it had really started to warm up and at that point self doubt re doing 9mls started to creep in. My breathing was fine but my legs were feeling tired... was it the bike ride yesterday?? ๐ค I kept going to just over 5k and was sweating buckets, Iโd brought my hydration belt with me for the first time, and soon downed the water.
I decided I was going to turn back and conceded defeat re covering 9mls ๐
By the time I got home I was cooking..... Iโm really canโt handle the heat.....but the usual elated feeling came over me, Iโd covered 6.5mls in conditions I hate ๐ค
Itโs apparently going to be cooling down next week, so I live to fight another day ๐