Magic Plan W7 R1

[Cp1965]

...or, 10k here I come...!

This evening seemed like a difficult one at first. I don't think my calves and glutes have forgiven me for Saturday's 9k yet! It certainly felt like the entire lower half of my body was sculpted out of lead, and things didn't really start to loosen up until about 2.5k in.

Add into the mix a larger tham usual quantity of selfish dog walkers and kamikaze cyclists, and I was seriously wondering whether to give it up as a bad job and go home.

Then... suddenly the paths cleared... things started to loosen up...3k came and went, a bit of downhill gave me a bit of much needed impetus, and somehow I found something that wasn't there before, I lengthened my stride a little... and... did Ms Strava really say "current split pace 5 minutes 43 seconds"? Ah go on, only half a k, let's go for it. I'm only 15 minutes from home anyway, so...

I don't know where it came from but something came from inside me for that last 500m. Talk about triumph from the jaws of disaster!

Not my best time for 4k, but PRs for 1k and half mile, quite happy with that under the circumstances. Sobering to think that, in 5 runs' time, I'll be setting out (all being well) for 10k...

[UnfitNoMore Graduate10]

Great job pushing through the horrible start to this one... it makes the glorious end that much sweeter.