I had a very bad night’s sleep because of the racket the gales were making, especially with the crane and various equipment blowing around on the site just along from us, where they are building retirement flats (conveniently over the road from the undertakers’). Dragged myself out of bed and into a heaving world, with the dogs. Knackered.
Wild, wet and very windy for my run. Trees thrashing and shedding foliage, gulls riding the roller coaster up-currents. However, wearing long leggings was a mistake as my legs were roasting after five minutes.
I’ve solved the shoe problem after having to take the On Cloudswifts back (honestly, they felt like running with cardboard boxes on my feet): I have got my Cloudsurfers back from Mr IDS. They were a tiny bit too big , but wearing double skin socks seems to have solved that problem, and they will hopefully be fine for the HM, since my Cloudflyers are tight after 15k when my feet swell. He didn’t want them because of the colour; people kept remarking on them. You can see them in the collage, along with Dennis, who is the cause of my chest allergy.
I think I did quite well controlling the zones today, all except the warm down phase, where I utterly failed to get my heart rate back into zone 2. I decided not to stop to let it recover, and my only pauses were to cross roads.