Tuesday dawned clear and cool. The alarm actually woke me, so I leapt out of bed and made a cuppa. Well, more like crawled but at least I got up 😊
Vest or t-shirt? It was a bit chilly, so decided on t-shirt. Quick check in the mirror and newly cut hair looks great! Off we go then.
I’d already decided that I was going to Jeff it again this morning, 45 seconds running and 30 seconds walking. I wasn’t sure if I would do 4 or 5K, it would depend how I felt when I got to the T junction! Warm up walk done and I start the workout. I don’t start quite as slowly when I’m Jeffing as I try and stay consistent for most of the run. Looking at the stats afterwards, I failed at that, as the splits were all over the place 😂
I concentrate on gliding between the transitions and it seems to be going well. I do seem to be pushing myself harder. The route has inclines, but mostly gradual, so I just stick to the plan.
I meet another runner coming towards me, and we do a little dance as we both decide to go out into the road at the same time to pass each other. I laugh, but he doesn’t as he’s the one who has to almost stop. No-one is going to stop me running on a running section as I claim the path! We do not greet each other 😂
I reach the T junction and in my mind I’m hesitating. 4K is still a run, or….. yes, today I turn right for the 5K!
I’m in the village now and although the workout is continuing, a swipe of my watch face confirms that I’m in the 5th km and I decide to run through the last few walking breaks. My watch notifies me that the workout has ended, but it takes a few seconds for me to realise that the run has paused. Pants! I press the button and the run resumes. I forgot about that! I carry on running down the incline, annoyed at the loss of 5 or 6 seconds. I fly past my Dad’s house and down the side turning opposite, keeping an eye on the distance counter on my watch, as I don’t think it will buzz for the 5K because of the workout. I was right, it didn’t, but I saw it and stopped the run at 5.01K.
Very pleased at a sub 40 minute 5K. I worked hard for that today! I sit at the bottom of some steps to get my breath back. Behind me, I hear a woman encouraging her dog to walk past me as they come down the steps. It is worried and stays put. I turn round, take my sun visor off and look - the dog is curious but hesitant so I put my hand out to encourage it towards me. It comes trotting down and sits beside me to check me out. I talk to the dog and it lowers its head and licks my arm. A rescue dog, the owner says as we chat, indeterminate breed, a street dog from Eastern Europe. Found in a dustbin. The dog now doesn’t want to leave me and moves closer, happy to sit on the step by my side 🥰.
Back at my Dad’s I do my stretches and get the kettle on for coffee, pleased with my morning’s efforts!
