I never go out in shorts and a vest, in fact the first time - since school - that I’ve worn shorts to run was last week at an event. And even then I wore long socks. Today I went the whole hog, and wore short socks too, because it was so hot!
My plan had me down for a 45 minute easy run today, which according to it would be roughly 6k. I left the house still vacillating about whether I wanted to run for 45 minutes, or try and cover 6k and I don’t think I ever actually made the decision 🤦♀️
About 15 -20 minutes in I was melting in the heat, even though I’d only been going slowly, and had to start taking walking breaks when I found myself really struggling on the uphill near the golf course.
I did the run walk version of fartleking to get me along the tarmac path to the top of the hill and then continued it along the ‘flat’ bike path because I’d developed a funny little pain under my foot, near my toes. Had an amusing moment when a bike coming towards me and I both went up onto the verge to get out of each other’s way, luckily we didn’t crash into each other 👍
Finally got to the top of the long gentle, grass \o/slope that leads towards home and managed to find a way to run that lessened the pain - which doesn’t seem to have caused me any other pains (yet). I also distracted myself by talking to the baby calves in the fields with their mums as I ran past.
By the time I heard the app tell me that I’d been moving for 45 minutes, the gate onto the path through the stables, between myself and home, was well and truly in sight, so I opted to run to it before stopping. Which I duly did, even managing a quick sprint at the end. I’d reached the point that I didn’t even care how far I’d come, so was pleasantly surprised to see I’d done more than 6k. What wasn’t as pleasing was that a huge black cloud had come over, so my walk home was pretty chilly and I was honestly worried I was going to get rained on.