... you can see from the charts that I didn’t manage it. Blame the fact I got up at 4.30 after not enough sleep.
Out at 6.40 into a very very chilly morning. I wore long leggings and thermal top, and at no point was I too hot; in fact I spent five minutes wishing I’d worn gloves.
A waning gibbous moon above me and the bright, low sun dazzling me so that I could hardly see where I was running. It’s back to that what shall I put on to run time of year. Too cold for the first part of a run if you dress for warmth and too hot later if you are equipped for the cold, a lot of the time.
30 minutes in zone 4 was a big ask this morning. I managed it for 21 of the 30. I also spent 34 minutes in zone 3 when I shouldn’t have been in it at all.
This is all getting tediously hard and I shall be glad to start tapering. I told myself this morning to just do my best, and not worry if I didn’t hit the zone targets. I still think the psychology of the training plan is probably echoing race progress on the day of the half marathon. Kind of ... maybe ...