As I got in from work, tea was nearly ready - I couldn't really upset the 12-year-old daughter who'd helpfully got it ready, and leave it while I went for a run. But for once, instead of writing off the evening, I resolved to go out later. So I did.
Running in the pitch dark is definitely a different experience. I have my LED shoelaces and an LED armband, so can definitely be seen clearly, but there was one cul-de-sac that k decided I'm not going round when it's this dark. I definitely felt vulnerable, so decided discretion is definitely the better part of safety - or something like that!
To add to the challenge, I decided I wasn't going to try and work out a route that meant the inclines were while I was walking, but would just start by heading down to the bottom of the village, and see how it worked out from there. Fortunately, the warm-up walk got me down to the bottom and back up to the level (it's a Very Small Village!) before I had to start running. Time to run, said Laura, so I did - round the first cul-de-sac, then round the second one - then, phew, time to walk. That went remarkably quickly for eight minutes!
The walk seemed to last too long - for all that I was very out of breath at the end of the first run, I felt as though I'd have been ready to run again sooner - but didn't! Off we go again, second eight mins. Down to the bottom, turn round, back up the steepest bit (which takes all of a minute to run up, and is just me being wimpy!), relief getting back onto the level, and ooh, either it flattens properly or perhaps even slopes down a bit, gosh that suddenly felt easier! Keep on going up to the further road, half way round that and yay, finished running!
It's very odd, not being able to see clearly - I hadn't realised how much I apparently rely on visual cues to pace myself; having to go purely by how it felt seemed very alien! But I did it, and it felt GOOD!
Run 3 next time... :/