We'll gloss over what passed for "sleep" last night. I planned to run and had the vague idea of a 35 minute NRC run.
But on [EXPURGATED] sleep? Really?!
It was silly o'clock, my lady was already up and out and on the way to the London train. I could simply lounge around feeling sorry for myself or - wait! - I could have just lounged around feeling sorry for myself!!😱 That was a missed opportunity . . . 🫣
Instead I got up and put my kit on, walked for ten minutes (changing playlists twice), and thought "I'll do 1k." That was my plan for the summer anyway: to reach 1k.
So I set off at a fast-walk/slow jog (and changed my playlist).
I reached 1k, switched to a podcast and ran on. I was doing a variation of the route around and through a local park that I did in the early/mid stages of C25K. And what I needed was not a podcast but a different playlist.
I thought I'd finish at 2k, so I changed playlists and headed for the top end of the park.
By the time I was mostly home I knew a little jiggle to the route would take me to 25 minutes. I stopped the music altogether and just dug in.
I did 3.4k, have jelly legs, and feel as though I left my brain somewhere along the route, but don't really have the energy to go back and look for it. I'll try and remember to order another one from Amazon Prime later . . .
What is not possible is (sometimes) possible.
Happy (😲) running, folks.