I can never tell whether it’s over training or plain stupidity but tonight as I was in full stride I knew I’d done something wrong. I was only 2km in but my knee felt funny and by 4km, in the delights of Soho, I simply pulled up. Better safe than sorry I told myself. I’d rather fail to reach 400km in 30 days than miss the St. Peter’s Way (which I suppose that’s what all this effort is for). Foam rollering and ice tonight for me, maybe a vegetarian curry.
I’d decided that I was going to run long on my Saturday jaunt.
I’d set the route at just under 36km with the option to dip out at 28km if my OH said that she had finished work and wanted to do the shopping. I shifted out of London at a nice slow pace with the intention to run the distance in about 3hr30minutes.
The real problem was that I hadn’t been the loo and suddenly after about 5miles the need kicked in – I managed to hold on for about 4 miles and thankfully McDonalds turned up and I was able to use the facilities but after just another mile the problem reoccured – nightmare – this time though to my rescue was Tesco, there is something to be said for the quality and warmth of a Tesco toilet area. Thanks guys, I won’t forget this.
The good news was that this was enough to defeat even the most tenacious of galloping trots and the remainder of the run was completed sensibly – there was even a bit of sprinting towards the end when there was a downhill. The better news was that Shooters Hill presented only limited problems, the distance work felt comfortable and the roads weren’t too busy plus I’ve managed to run more than 75km this week despite not running Monday or Tuesday. Tomorrow is a new day and I’ll need to add in a few miles. Happy Sunday running chaps.
Armed only with my trusty Adios and Ambit I set off on this evenings run and belted out another successful 10km. A bit chilly and the human traffic was high but I made steady progress despite the 12kg of weight I was carrying on my back and I was very pleased to see Charing Cross. Annoyingly though my lack of real effort means I’m going to have do a ‘proper’ LSR at the weekend with a marathon distance Saturday and probably 15km on the Sunday! Bugger, but at least that will put me back on track for my 400 in 30. See you tomorrow chaps for a fast and furious 5km I think and happy running.