So I had Mo Farah on the phone last week.
"Dan it's Mo. I'm really worried that you're gonna be my main opponent. I read somewhere that you're blasting your way through this running thing and your 5K's a getting some major coverage?"
Then I woke up. Aaaagghhhh!!!
This morning was my first 5K run since graduation last friday (need to get my badge on here too). I set off early at 6.30am cos I prefer early running and decided that I wasn't going to push myself or try and beat my 28'42sec graduation run. Legs and breathing were in sync with each other AT LAST! I'd found it hard to get enough oxygen into my lungs previously, but having done some googling research, I discovered that when running it's better to breathe through your mouth. That way you get maximum air into the old pipes.
My playlist actually got on my nerves to be honest. I think I'm missing the Laura disciplined podcasts (despite some of the cringe music) and somehow Ian Gillan and Deep Purple yelling in my ear that early in the morning didn't really cut it for me. However, I persisted with it.
I have to say that now I've completed the C25K, THIS particular run was quite difficult. Not sure why really? Perhaps it's the natural course of events, having completed a goal and now.....that's it! But I am keenly aware that the reason I ever started this running lark was to A) get fit and B) get my trim Jagger'esque figure back!
Finished the 5K in 30'05sec so quite a bit longer than my graduation PB, but I was happy. I'd done it and the sun was shining, my pants had behaved themselves and kept everything (and everyone) in check, and I had a long jacuzzi soak to look forward to.
"Sophie I'm home!" I shouted at my cat. "Whatev's" she replied and went back to sleep......