I don't go out of an evening very often, I feel more comfortable in a morning for whatever reason. But today I decided to go out before dinner and do Run 2 of Week 3, 5k run. It actually felt a lot harder than running in a morning, even though I'd had over 2l of water throughout the day, and my first 0.5km split came up with a time of over 7 minutes... wasn't expecting much after that really, so just pushed on at a comfortable pace.
I wasn't really listening to the splits tonight, heard Ms Strava say 6.42 and 6.32, so just kept going with no expectations. I was expecting the park to be busier than it was, having said that there were still the usual cyclists playing their game of "how close can we get to the runner", and the walkers ambling along in line abreast at the speed of continental drift... had to take to the grass a couple of times, and after Monday's off road excursion I was naturally a bit wary. I knew I was approaching the end so started to listen to the splits, and was pleasantly surprised when 4.5k came up in less than 29 minutes, so I consciously tried to lengthen my stride for the last 500m just to see if I could get a decent time in. Went a little bit over, probably because the actual 5k mark was under tree cover and I think the GPS must have been a bit wonky! But, another 5k under my belt, bronze medals for 5k and 2 miles, so all in all I'm quite chuffed with that. Back home then for dinner of home made Scotch eggs, salad and home made apple sauce, rehydrating now (treated myself to a low sugar hot choc!) and preparing for Saturday's 7k run. Done that distance before during consolidation so I'm hoping it won't be too much of a struggle, from then on it's uncharted territory!)