Started too fast today. I was just too keen. Must try to pace myself. By half way there was already torrents of sweat gushing off my Niagra Falls brow.
My spurt of foolhardy speed pushed me beyond my usual 15 minute turnaround marker, the physical and mental barrier of the muddy ditch, into uncharted territory and a furthest distance to date. 2.6 miles by the time I hobbled back to the starting marker (beginning to smell). What's that in Ks? Who knows. A small increase in average speed too since the disappointing slowness of last time. Think Laura said something about pushing it is were you really gain fitness, or maybe I dreamt that.
Anyway, feeing okay. Achey breaky legs, but okay. Already looking forward to Run 3... and then the dreaded Week 5?