Good morning, dearest fellow C25Kers.
Today would be a bit of a struggle, I knew that. As often is the case on a Sunday night, after a slight change in routine with a lie-in or two, sleep wasn't easy and was a little bit restless, which made for a slightly tired me this morning. Waking up and coming to wasn't as easy as it normally was. Perhaps I should have picked a route which didn't start off by running up a big hill; that may have helped.....!
Anyway, I got out of bed, stumbled around and ate my usual pre-run breakfast. Felt a bit more wakeful after that, but not by a vast amount. Breakfast number one over, time to get ready, check Laura isn't hiding again and it's time to go. I wonder if it's possible to fall asleep whilst running; we'll soon find out!
It's cool out; fairly bright and dry. No rain, no puddles. Ah well. The warm-up walk passes quickly and before I know it, it's time to start running, so I quickly set my old friend Endomondo going, have a glug of water (quite honestly, how anyone manages to run any distance without a supply of water is beyond me, but then, I do drink vast amounts of the stuff during the day anyway) and off I go. Up the big hill. Today I take a slightly different route, just trying it out although I underestimate the distance a little so I think this route will be saved until I take on longer runs after I graduate. It's a good route but slightly longer than I need at the minute.
I can tell I'm tired as this is a bit more of a struggle; my breathing won't settle easily and it seems much of a harder push than normal, but that's okay - no-one said this would be easy. I start to take issue with the music; the actual songs, with singing, aren't bad but why the hell am I listening to what sounds like the theme tune to a dreadful 1980s sitcom?! I expect Bill Cosby in a garish jumper to leap out at me from behind a shrubbery at any moment. I can picture the headline now:
"RUNNER INJURED IN BILL COSBY LURKING TERROR....."
Laura does have some odd choices in music. Although today my phone is playing up more than normal and the sound is chopping in and out quite badly, although given I am, for reasons unknown, listening to Now That's What I Call Ghastly TV Theme Tunes, it's hardly a surprise.
Half way through now; the hill levelled out some time ago and things are a tiny bit easier but my breathing still isn't great and legs feel a bit heavy. Tight quads too; will have to target those with a load of stretches, like I did with my tight calves the other week. On we go and where the hell is the right turn that will loop me back; this route really is further than I thought. Ah, right, there it is, that's okay then. Not to worry.
On we go and this isn't getting easier; the little inner voice that was telling me to stop has thankfully ceased now and I push on and soon enough there's only a minute left and Laura is telling me I can up the pace if I want. Now, I've been good today and tried to avoid going too fast, although the big incline helped with that quite a bit. I do speed up a bit but not as much as on Friday. But then something very strange happens. I've sped up to a much quicker pace than I normally would run and I start to relax, breathing normalises and for the first time today I really start to enjoy it. Laura tells me to slow to a brisk walk and I obey. I look at Endomondo to see what distance I covered in the twenty-five minutes of running: 4.91KM. Less than last time but I won't worry about that; it's good enough for me today given I'm not feeling 100 percent.
A bit longer of a walk to get home, but not too much and it's time to enjoy the chocolate recovery milk which I concocted last night and left nicely cooling in the fridge. It's beyond delicious. The standing overnight really enhances it.
And that's week seven started! Quite tough but being tired didn't help; hopefully run two will be better. It WILL be better!
Happy running, everyone, and if you're resting, happy resting!