I should have done a 5k yesterday, but what with a distinct lack of sleep the night before (the joys of being a lady of a certain age), and one thing and another I only managed to get out of the house about 8:30pm - which is really late for me.
I’ve already got used to the chill of recent morning runs, so I was quite surprised by how warm it felt out there - especially as I took the long route to one of my regular trails and did my warm up walk through the housing estate.
It was quite cloudy out so I left my chest light on low after leaving the path that leads to the local livery stable - which I don’t always have to on a clear night. Up the hill and along the ridge to where I’d told my husband I would turn left to head home. If I hadn’t prearranged the route with him, I would have continued on, as I felt fine, but as I had I dutifully headed down the grass track - minding out for the holes that I know are there. Short pause to wrestle with the gate that leads to the subway under the bypass - they must have fixed the lighting in there at some point over the summer as it was really bright! Bright enough to destroy my night vision and leave me running along the pavement for a bit with my chest light still on, watching out for manhole covers and wonky paving slabs (I am NOT a pavement runner!).
Onto my own street and short sprint up to my own front door, then into the house where my cool down consisted of me walking laps up and down the living room which confused the dogs, and made the husband look at me as if I was barmy.
Distance doesn’t include my 5 minute warm up walk or the cool down.
#RunEveryDay (unless you’re still working your way through C25K, or Have recently graduated).
