Well I have missed a couple posts, that is I haven't posted after my runs to let everyone know I am still here and still going. I am still going and yes all is still going well.
The reason I haven't posted is my daughter is home from university, not only to see her old dad but also to do a couple of weeks work experience at my firm. I said her before she came that she should bring her running shoes, you know those fashion accessories that cost me so much money! I cant wait she said dad, I love running.
Ok dad, i'll go running with you, I do a bit in Sheffield but not much. Anyway there we at 5 am, just got the horses in and off we go. As soon as we get out of the gate she sets off at a sprinters rate. Steady I shout, where you going? Feet on tarmac dad she says.
Well I had to correct her, walk 5 minutes first I said. She looked at me puzzled but could see I wasn't going to run so joined me at a brisk walk. Are we there yet she kept asking. Eventually I say come on then and we're off. Well she is, like a little gazelle. In moments she is about 50metres ahead an I am think, no way.
After a little while she slows to let dad catch up and I inform her of my intentions, that I am aiming for just 6min/K, no more, no less and we settle down to a steady pace.
As we get to about 4k (according to Mapmyrun announcement) I say to her come on just two more circuits. Well, her face, what a picture, I could clearly see that youthful spirit from just 20 minutes earlier didn't seem to be quite the same.
Anyway evenly we did stop as I heard the well done in my earphones from the magic little app that keeps us all going. The following day my daughter was crumbling all day about aches and pains. I am not doing it again, I cant I hurt too much. Of course she is fine today and we are about to set off again but this time for 28 minutes as I start W8R2.