So yesterday I did my second to last interval run. The plan was to get up early, run round a rugby field while my other half flew his remote controlled airplane. The weather was perfect, and I thought as I knew it was going to be completely flat, I would try and run a bit quicker. Which I did. When it came to the last 5 minutes I was not ready to stop, and because I was doing laps, I said 'one more lap', and then when I got to the end of that lap...one of my favourite songs came on, so I thought I'd run to the end of that song. I felt amazing and was well aware that I should perhaps stick to the app...I just couldn't help myself and got carried away in the moment. I ran/walked for 3.5 miles in total. Gulp....the furthest yet.
Meanwhile, hubby is not having such a great time as he's getting some sort of interference and his little plane won't fly properly. He was bitterly disappointed as he had been looking forward to this for a while, as wind conditions were perfect for him to fly which is a rarity.
So we decided to go to a country park not too far away to have another go at flying. So there I am in my running kit...the sun is still shining, I'm feeling awesome, and I decide to do a nice slow and steady run around the park. You know, like a recovery run! I know, I know I shouldn't have done it....but I did, and another 1.5 miles under my belt. It was a bit harder, and I knew I was running on tired legs, but I JUST LOVE RUNNING! I wanted to do more, but luckily common sense took over and I forced myself to stop.
I want to run everyday and I know I can't, it's so frustrating. Tomorrow early morning is the next one before it gets too hot and before work. I promise I will stick to what Jo tells me to do!
I didn't think I would say that I would ever look forward to running for 25 minutes, but I can't wait till 6-3! Yeeeeee!