As we ran yesterday today would usually be a rest day but my husband spotted a potential route along the wall which protects the marina from the sea and wanted to do it today. I figured I've been running for over a year now, so if I took it easy I probably wouldn't do any lasting damage to run two days in a row. Off we went.
He suggested 4 or 5k, I only wanted 3k as I'm a bit concerned about my joints with all this road running so 3 it was. I didn't want to push myself at all. Gently, gently we got to the sea wall...and it was closed off. There was a lower level with anglers so we went there instead. About thirty metres in a guy in hi vis called at us that we couldn't run there, it's only for people with fishing permits. We had to turn round and run across the Asda car park to get to our distance. Not quite as scenic as we hoped.
At the end my husband said what atrocious time we'd made, 26:35 to do 3km. I explained that slow runs are the way to health, better VO2 etc. I don't think he's convinced, but that nice Mr Garmin is. He's knocked even more years off my age, I'm now apparently 39! Which means my eldest must have been born when I was 9 ๐๐๐ I wonder how many slow runs until I'm in my 20s and younger than him?
PS my pace was 8'56", 8'56", 8'42" mins/km, is this a negative split?๐