Wednesday, Week 8

9 Miles, Slow

The becoming regular run back home from work. Followed tomorrow morning by the regular panic that something like a wallet or set of keys has been left in the wrong location.

Tuesday, Week 8

1M jog, then 200m fast, 400m fast, 800m fast, 400m fast, 200m fast, all with 100m jog recoveries, then extra 200m jog. Repeat sequence once, then 1M jog

Down round the streets of Beeston instead of any posh running track, and none the worse for it.

Monday, Week 8

4 Miles, Slow

Sunday, Week 7

18 Miles, Slow

After having friends over until latish on Saturday night, it was a shock to be out of the house at 8am.

Not as much of a shock as the wind though. For the first hourI ran directly into it, being buffetted and generally disheartened. Got to my checkpoint at Baildon under the hour though, which was my benchmark on these long runs last year and turned onto the canal to head back home.

On the canal, the wind was now my friend. I felt like I could have lifted my feet off the ground and been blown along.

Saw loads of other runners and cyclists out and all were cheery and ready with a wave which made a great change.

At Newlay Bridge I turned back into the wind for the uphill section back home. Arrived back 2 minutes slower than my final 18 miler last year, when I'd had 100 miles of long runs in my legs, so all still boding well for the next few weeks.