Mileage: 10 miles (65.28, splits:7.14, 6.49, 6.50, 6.39, 6.34, 6.39, 6.26, 6.18, 5.51, 6.05)
I had a major report due in for work today and I had hoped to finish most of it on the train yesterday. The train, however, had been so busy that it was impossible to find the space I needed to work so, I decided to get up early today and work from home in order to get it finished by lunch time. This meant no morning run for me.
I finished my work mid-afternoon and after sorting a few more bits and pieces I decided to take the rest of the afternoon off. Stephen and I took Jack for a walk down Crammond and by the time I got back I was pretty tired and needed a power nap. I was still pretty groggy when I woke up and everything felt like a struggle, especially putting on my running kit. Still, I did, and out the door I went.
Whenever I feel like this I usually start running and don't look at my watch for at least 3 or 4 miles. I just let my body decide the pace. I went down the cycle network around Warriston and my legs felt heavy and tired, and a little sore after my mile reps from last night. When my watched beeped to tell me I had passed 3 miles I allowed myself a wee glance and I was pretty pleased to see that it was just less than 21minutes, so I was running sub 7 minute mile pace for each mile, which all things considering was good. I decided to try and keep the pace as long as possible.
I managed to get steadily quicker throughout my run and towards the end, despite feeling pretty tired with heavy lungs and aching legs I couldn't help but push at the end. My last 2 mile reps were 5.50 and 6.05.
I love the feeling of running fast and pushing myself hard and although I know I should be a little more conservative on my recovery runs, I often can't quite convince my legs and body to do what it should.
I stopped after my ten miles feeling pretty good about myself having run in just over 65minutes.
It was then I realised that I still had to play a game of squash with Dan! I grabbed my racket and jumped in the car, collecting Dan on the way to Meadowbank. We spent 40 minutes in the gym doing some core and strengthening work, as well as psyching each other up over who would win the big game. We'd agreed to a game of squash last Sunday in the pub, after the marathon and after several beers. Dan talked a good game, so I was fairly concerned, as I hate to lose.
It was a really good game and Dan and I were evenly matched. I haven't played squash for a couple of years, so I was a little worried as to how I would get on. Thankfully after a few loose strokes and a couple of shots that were too hard I got into the swing of it. After an hour's playing I managed to win, so I was pretty pleased with that. I was also really happy that I was still feeling strong and fit after all that exercise.
To celebrate I allowed myself a couple of Budvars!
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