W7R1 was fun. Asthma kicked in and the Lane of Pain did the calves.
And then there was today.....W7R2.
Just got up and did it. Ignored the Hill of Hell, kept plodding, foot hitting the floor to the beat.
A movement to the side and there were a load of deer in the field watching the Minion Locomotive go puffing past.
Steam belching from the nostrils. Arms methodically turning and moving. (Me....not them)
Carried on going. Along the walnut trees and the MJ Bobbing Gap
(MJ always used to tell me to look as if a person the other side of the hedge was seeing me walking because my head was not bobbing and I always seemed to pass the same spot as he said it and therefore it is the MJ Bobbing Gap)
But it was weird. I wasn't out of breath and my legs were fine.
Around the corner to the village sign and the half way bell hadn't even sounded!
I realised today that the street village sign I always touch and turn around says '30'.
That's the plan....30 minutes as we all know.
(I really hope I never see a sign that says 120!)
On the final stretch MJ told me to open up on the last minute so I did.
Oh I did.
I just SO did.
I was there with a car chasing me throwing stones and Jenny telling me to run and I ran. The braces went and I was flying.
Loved it.
In all fairness I was ****ed when I got to the car but it was a lot shorter distance to where I normally am when it's the start of the cool down.
Great day today. Loved it.
Got home. Shoes off. Socks on wrong feet.
Who cares. Enjoy the run. Don't sweat the small details.
None of us will be Olympians so just enjoy it.