Good morning running fiends
So, having successfully beat the demons in my head telling me I wouldn't manage 9k in this heat, I set out with a spring in my step and an electrolyte drink and wet buff around my neck. At 6:15am on a Sunday no less! It was not too hot, and the Buff really made a difference. I wore it around my neck when in the shade of the woods, and when I emerged onto the sunny streets, I wore it on my head. It was lovely and cooling.
I was deliberately going at a very slow pace – though what that was I cannot tell you, as today of all days, the GPS on Runkeeper went haywire on me. I knew something was afoot when it told me I was running at a pace of 4:15 min / km. Really, I was not. I reckon it was more around the 7:40 mark. Next announcement I was going at 3:15 min / km. GET OUT! Grrr. I had no option to try and work out the distance by time. Last week I ran 8k in 53 mins – but I was going a lot slower this week. I ran for 1 hour 12 mins, so reckoned I must have done 9k this time! I tried to recreate my route on MapMyRun on my laptop, but it was too hard, as I did a lot of pootling around and running loops whilst in the woods that I really cannot recall (nor track on a map).
So who knows. I am 98% certain I did the distance, but cannot be flipping sure! Will just have to do it again (as per the programme anyway). I won't get to do it next weekend as I have visitors, but hey, no hurry, right.
The main thing is the run felt good, and do-able – I am really enjoying these longer distances and it was heavenly to be out so early before the intense heat of the day!
Happy Sunday, y'all.