Good morning dearest running fiends,
Inspired by the amazing 12.7km run by my running buddy Hidden yesterday, today I decided to increase my long run from 10km to 11km. I got up bright and early (6am on a Saturday, am I quite bonkers?!) and the sun was just about starting to shine. Downed some water, half a banana and some coffee and headed out. Still shorts and t-shirt weather – hoorah!
I tried to take it nice and slow, and on the whole succeeded. Did the first 5km in the largest local park to me, which also takes me through woodland, which I love. Had a great playlist set up to celebrate this 11km, and enjoyed every song. Discovered that my favourite Springsteen song, "I'm on Fire", has a beat that matches my comfortable pace, and that was a joy. However, for the first time ever I found the lyrics to be a bit disturbing! If you know the song, you'll know what I mean...
Out of one park and onto the next – a much smaller park with a beautiful lake to circle. It was even too early for the swans – as you can see from the picture most of them still had their wee heads tucked under their wings, snoozing away.
Between 6km and 7km it started to feel like hard work, legs got a bit heavy etc. I just thought to myself "oooh this is bloody hard!" and carried on. Hard no longer means I should stop, hard means I should slow down and dig a wee bit deeper. "Holiday" by Madonna came on and perked me right up, and by 7.5km robot legs kicked in and I felt great. Trotted on happily to 11km (singing, I might add). I felt I could have gone further, but keeping to the 10% rule, I finished at 11km. Happy as Larry and feeling so energised and joyful! I bloody love running. (Excuse swearing).
Happy weekends, all.