Good morning and happy Friday to you all.
It absolutely poured down today. Threw it down quite spectacularly. About three minutes after I got back home; even now, fifteen minutes later, I can still hear it pouring. But, when I was out, running for those twenty-five minutes, there were but tiny raindrops. Tiny pitter-patter raindrops. I'd have heartily welcomed a downpour. I'd have loved one. But, Sod's Law prevailing, it waits until I'm home. I can hear it now; the Ark shall be sailing soonest.
That downpour would have been lovely midway through my run, when I needed it most. Ah well, I got through it: according to hide-and-seek expert Laura: I'm a runner now! After my usual breakfast (I won't go into detail and make you all hungry!) I set off, just after 0430 today. I decided to wait until after the warm-up walk to activate Endomondo; I wanted to see just how far I can run in those twenty-five minutes. By the way, last night before I went to bed I checked my phone to make sure Laura was still there. She wasn't. For God's sake, woman, cease this infernal hiding! Phone reset. Still no Laura. So, into my music player, click to add tracks then I hunt through the C25K folder until I find W6R3 and reinstate it ready for this morning. Oh she's a naughty one!
The run then: passed without incident today! The first ten and a half minutes flew by; I hardly noticed them at all. Strange as ten minutes on Wednesday was somewhat difficult! Things are going okay, but I know that coming up is a steepish hill: Hill of the Day. Deep breaths, throttles forward a bit and up we go.... and it is a bit of a struggle! But, soon enough, Laura and myself are on the flat again and plodding along. About half way now, which I'm impressed with. Mentally I want to stop but I know that's just my mind playing tricks. I can keep going. I can do this! Continue I do, still largely rain and incident free, down a nice downhill stretch now.
It's funny, I dreaded run two more than run three; I'm quite enjoying this, despite it being hard work and it is starting to become so in the last five minutes. I pass the twenty-one minute mark: nearly there now, push on, keep going, good sir, do not stop! Where is rain? Where are puddles?! I'm so hot! A minute to go now and Laura informs me that if I'm feeling good, I could up the pace for the final minute. You, hide and seek lady, are mental, but okay, why not, ma'am? Throttles further forward and I speed up considerably. And some more. I'm a streak of legs and orange and pink. The latter part of the minute feels longer than the entirety of the bloody run! If I were an aeroplane, all kind of warning lights and buzzers would now be flashing and blaring away. In my head, "WOOP WOOP, PULL UP!" is blaring, but then Laura congratulates me and tells me to slow down. I garble a hello to a passing canine-exerciser and slowly start to decrease speed, rather than coming to an abrupt halt.
I feel quite exhausted, but jubilant after that! I gingerly check Endomondo, a bit shakily. If its accuracy is to be relied upon, and I've no reason to doubt it, in the twenty-five minutes I ran, I covered 3.29 miles, which, according to an online converter, is 5.2K. I'm impressed with that, and proud. I am though, at the best of times, a really quick walker and when running have to watch I don't go too fast and tire myself out, which is a big danger.
Home, chocolate milk, including the usual splattering of the kitchen with cocoa milk as I make it, some yogurt, report in to you fine folk here and now bath time. The run today was very challenging but completely possible, if anyone reading this is dreading it, so don't worry. If I can do it, so can you!
Thanks for reading; I trust you all have a good run/rest day today!