I'm not going to go into today's run other than to say I'm a happy bunny. I took a challenging (hilly) route and still managed to reach my goal of 8 k (8.15k) which was much better than the first run of this week where I only managed 7.7.
I thought rather than a blow by blow account I'd get down some of the silly queries and thoughts that go around my running brain.
1. First a serious question about where we should run. I've been slowly making my way around all the green areas in my local vicinity on my runs, even if I have to stick to paths or roads I like to look over greenery rather than rows of cars. This evening my travels took me to an area which, when i arrived turned out to be a cemetery, it did have low walls but was quite open and not foreboding. However, I was shocked that it hadn't been marked on the map and changed route. For future reference and out of curiosity would you all consider running around or through a cemetery bad practice or disrespectful? My initial reaction was to swerve off course but wonder later....
2. Number two. And this is silly. I run in an area where I see a reasonable number of runners out and about. I have noticed that some runners, on rounding a corner or coming into my eye line will start up running having been walking and some even stop running once they have just passed me. Well they're not fooling anyone! And I find it a little bemusing! I think having always been a runner with a plan, and one who sees no shame in walking for planned intervals, I find runners who find my presence cause to restart their run quite silly. Has anyone else noticed this!? I'm really not sure why I've developed such a 'pet hate'.
3. Finally, today, there was a tired runner who swallowed a fly. And before you ask I do know why I swallowed a fly or I strongly suspect it had to do with me running around with my mouth open. Has anyone else had this unpleasant experience? This is the second time for me, and while i'd like to remain lady like both incidences have lead to me hacking and spitting in the street like an angry camel. My mother would be so proud.
Anyway there are the random assortment of things which occupied me during tonight's run.
Happy Running Team, Emily