It's another long story from Malcy ...
Yesterday I mentioned that I had managed a 5.5km run uphill from the waterside in Lisbon to my conference hotel. Well, today I thought I'd treat myself. Running from the hotel to the waterfront would be downhill all the way. A pleasure trip. A piece of Pastéis de Nata. (showing off now - it's a little cake)
So my usual 5k time is around 28 mins but today I passed the 5k mark in 25:34. I did put in a bit extra effort to try to break the 25 min mark but wasn't quite good enough. Excellent! Except I can't record it anywhere - it would become my best time & I'd never be able to match it on a normal run. In fact the full run was 5.4km & the clock stopped at 27:38
Phew. But ten mins later, having got my breath back, I'm now 5.4km from my hotel, dripping with sweat & starting to chill. B*gg*r. Nothing for it but to head back, so I might as well jog. S**t - the Lisbon air was pretty foul at this point. Why couldn't I have thought about this? So off I went. Uphill all the way. Not a happy bunny.
The gods of exercise must have been on my side though. Checking the distance as I went, I was just waiting to see how far I got before running out of steam. The first km - all OK, but this was the flat bit before the climb started. 2km - heading up hill but keeping going. 3km and still moving forward. Goodness - that only leaves 2.5k left. 3.3km came at that really steep bit I mentioned yesterday, & that was it. Walking became the only option. But only for 200m or so to the top, then it was back to a run - all the way back to base.
WOW! How incredible. I'd done 11km. I'd never done that before, or anywhere near it. Well, maybe Mount Lofty on the outskirts of Adelaide ( couchto5k.healthunlocked.co... ) was close. But that was also an exceptional day.
Right - so anyone who has read my inane ramblings will know that I'm constantly amazed that we are capable of achieving much more than we think. And you'll agree that today's story just proves it again.
Except there's more. You see I did the 11k in the early evening. And I had already done a 5k before breakfast. So that makes 16km or ten miles in one day. So the 10k in June that had worried me? Nae bother. And the Great North (30 years since my only previous entry) now looks achievable. I know it's not the same as doing the distance non-stop but ...
ISN'T THIS RUNNING MALARKEY BRILLIANT?