Good morning, one and all.
Well, another hugely uneventful run this morning; I'm not used to this. I'm not used to this at all. Nothing went wrong. Nothing happened. No calamities. No drunks. Just a peaceful, enjoyable run. Hardly anything to report, but I'll continue as it was an interesting run in a couple of ways.
I was hopeful last night, I really was, as it absolutely poured down around bedtime. I was hoping to awaken to a deluge, but no. Clear skies. Although it was a smidgen cooler. so that was something. Up at 0323 again, quick breakfast of you-know-what ( *runs rapidly from Fitmo* ) and it's time to get assembled and out the door.
Quick decision on route. Usually, midway through the run I'm doing, a route for the next run forms in my head, but it didn't on Monday. I couldn't decide on one this morning either and I was still undecided as I started the warm-up walk. Hmmmmmmmmmm, what's a fellow to do? Okay, I'll go a similar way to the last two to start off with, but cutting out the two big hills early on. There's still a hill to contend with soon but then instead of going the usual way, I'll extend the loop in another direction, ascending a gentle, but gradual incline. I figure it should time okay with the run, so off I go. I actually wanted to do it in reverse but it goes through a busy area with lots of night time entertainment and I don't fancy encountering drunks. Maybe an extra fifteen minutes or so will make all the difference. Although going in that direction adds quite a significant hill, although descending it today I decided it might be manageable.
So then, time to start running now. I set Endomondo going, and as I tuck the phone back away, Laura is telling me to run. Off we go, throttles forward, engines burst into life, speed increases and we're off and away. Nice steady pace to settle into things at first. A little way in and one of those road sweeper vehicle things, the little dinky ones that absolutely fly when not currently engaged in road sweepery, emerges to my left. The driver stops to allow me to cross unhindered and I give him a merry wave and a thumbs-up and again raise a hand of thanks as he comes past me. It was nice of him, I appreciated it. Down a little hill and around a corner.
On I plod.
But SHOULD I add that first hill in? If I turn right here I can. Should I? Indecision. But I have a route planned. But isn't it cheating? Put the hill in! No, there's one coming up, I want to try this new route! Hill averted.
*music* You and Julie, you and Julie...........
I should have done the hill.......
*music* You and Julie, you and Julie.....
As you've ascertained, the Julie song is on. I think I like it. It's not bad actually; it's catchy. Week Eight is Julie Week, after all.
Ah, four lads crossing the road now. Swaying about quite a bit; this might be interesting. None of them bat an eyelid to my multi-coloured, beshorted presence; how nice of them. Onward. Hill coming now. Deep breath, take on water, throttles forward for added thrust and up we go. More water. Breathing not too bad today. It's strange; some days it's fine and others it's a nightmare no matter what I do. Normally I bear left here but this time I cross the road and continue up the long gradual incline, which to my surprise isn't so bad.
You and Julie, you and Julie................
The song's not still on, by the way, but despite the current music, The Julie Song is wedged in my head now....
Couple of pedestrians. Again, unperturbed by my presence. Past all the pubs and bars and it's time to descend the hill now to start looping back. Over twenty minutes has gone; it's been an effort, of course, but not such a struggle as previous runs.
And before I know what's gone on, it's time to start walking again, but I'm in a nice stride now, with nicely controlled breathing so I plod on to the next side road and on a bit more, and then pull the throttles back to transition into a walk. I actually exceed thirty minutes. Of running. I'm a very bad man. But I'm pleased: I actually really enjoyed that! Stopwatch set for the five minutes of walking and then soon enough, I'm done! What an enjoyable run that was.
Really can't believe it's on to the last run of Week Eight already. I have no idea, at all, where the time has gone!
During the day, as I travel the land with work, or riding about on my commute and I see other running friends, plodding along with headphones in, I do wonder to myself if any of them are listening to Laura as well. Regardless, they have my hearty support. Keep on running, running friends.
And that's it for today; thanks, as ever, for reading. Good luck to all out on a run today, and happy resting to those who're resting.