My niece, in her mid 20s, announced that she'd like some running shorts for her birthday. This came as a total shock as she's very artistic and most years I buy her paints, brushes etc. It was a novelty to know more about what to buy her as a present than she did
Her other exercise routines (lots of yoga, Pilates, spin etc) mean she's way fitter than I'd realised. I asked her if she fancied coming for a run this morning (we stayed with her family last night) and when she said 'yes' I discovered that she's already running 5k faster than me and is planning to do triathlon training. Oh well, in for a penny.
When we set off this morning I suggested a very easy 3k to begin with. I wanted to reinforce the idea that fast isn't the only measure of success. We went to the local park and set off at a modest pace. After a few hundred metres my heartrate was through the roof. I hadn't realised it was an uphill slope. Sheepishly I asked if we could walk for a minute or two before my heart exploded.
We had a lovely run after that. The park has a 1km pathway marked so we did a circuit anticlockwise, then realised that if we did it clockwise it would mostly be downhill. The second circuit was so much easier, except that the NRC app that was recording it stopped and restarted of its own accord so only half the run was recorded. On the third lap we didn't complete the circle but headed back to where we'd started from, so more downhills and exactly 3km.
I definitely demonstrated the difference between a conversational pace and going too hard and fast, the slopes took care of that for me. Hopefully we'll be running my local 10k later this year though something tells me I'll just be chasing the dust on her heels by then. How lovely to be young and fit!