A very happy Sunday to ye all!
It's a very strange day today weather wise. Rainy and windy this morning which changed into sunny and windy, then rain and wind again. Almost as windy as Edwina Currie in the jungle!
My week of runs went a bit like this.......Tuesday at 6.30am I was feeling ready for it. Despite the bitterly cold weather and the grim darkness, I gritted my teeth and ran along main roads which were brightly lit - just in case there was an axe murderer waiting in the dark shadows of Old Deer Park! It was a successful run,covering 6.5K but on my return to the house I realised that something was amiss. What WERE those brown blobby marks on the carpet? Ohhhh noooooooo!!!!!!! DOG S*IT! Usually I'm pretty lucky when it comes to avoiding dog dung, but these dark mornings make it tricky to negotiate such foul doggy deposits. My main fear was what Mrs Dan would say (she's mighty house proud), so I carried the offending running shoes downstairs to the garden where I brushed off the nose tingling muck. Then I got a bowl of warm water and liberated a J Cloth from the kitchen drawer. I managed to clean the carpet splodge marks without too much trouble and hoped that Mrs Dan wouldn't even notice! Tallulah the cat was most put out at the aroma of something foreign in her house. I hoped she'd keep her trap shut and not give me away to a sleeping Mrs Dan! So after that little episode, I showered, breakfasted and scootered to work.....
Thursday's run was similar distance. Again, I tonked along the brightly lit main roads and luckily on this trip there were no incidents with canine excretions.
Todays run was reeeally hard though. I decided to do my usual 7K Thames path run which I absolutely love and I set off at 11am after the rain had abated. I was like a leaden hippopotamus today, dragging my legs along, feeling tired after 1K and thinking I'd never complete the full 7. Reached Richmond Bridge and took a welcome rest while I waited for the lights to change at the pedestrian crossing. Then I was off again.
Got to 3K and then took another short walk break as I made my loop round to run back home. Set off again and told my self to lift my legs up. "come on Dan! Lift those legs up!" I did exactly that and you know what? It propelled me forward faster. I started to increase speed and suddenly the "effort" wasn't as hard as it was prior to. I was at 5K, then 6K pretty quickly but slowed up massively on the last K. I fished my phone out of my pocket to check my distance - 7.5K?? Odd. It's usually exactly 7......
On checking my performance on Endomondo when I logged online, I was aghast to learn that I'd got SIX PB'S. But dear reader, twas not not be......The GPS had taken drugs at some point and was out of it's box on happy pills. It informed me that I'd managed to "Do a Jesus" and walk on water - TWICE - on my run along the Thames. According to the drugged out Endomondo, I'd done a 4 minute mile - "yeah right!" I said. One of my K's was 3'19 and the 5K was done in 24'21! Who the hell does Endomondo think I am??? Aftabs????
Clearly Endomondo's hallucinations were not only a tad off - they were WAY OFF! But who cares. I managed to complete the run and got home to have a beautiful bowl of warming homemade soup. I'm going to foam roller my buttocks later as they're feeling a tad tight, and my thighs feel heavy too so a good sesh on my very manly bright pink foam roller should sort that out!
So there you have it! My running week. I hope you all had terrific runs this week and weekend. Here's to next week! Tally ho all!
Dan
PS. Mrs Dan never did find out about "Dog Sh*t Gate". I got away with it. Cost me a few "Dreamies" for Tallulah to keep her quiet, but it was worth it!
A brilliant blog as always....
Walking on water too- its a miracle 
that's what you get if you marry someone who was brought up on a farm. 4 bags of well rotted horse manure in the back of your Toyota Yaris. 
