Just an 8-miler this morning, according to my training plan it should have been 13! Doh!
Although I ran 13 miles last Sunday and 12 miles a couple of weeks before so I thought with just two weeks until the Peterborough Half I'd take it easy a bit. It was a lovely morning and didn't really want to spoil it by going hell for leather* chasing a particular pace. I'm confident of completing the race, just need to decide whether or not I'm going to try to beat my PB. I'm going to crack on with the training schedule, throw in a couple of fast 6-milers and see where we're at.
This morning's run did throw up some interesting observations:
- The amazingly fast walking man – he was walking his dog and going at such a pace I had trouble overtaking him.
- I nearly killed off an elderly couple – it would seem that didn't hear me approaching and my cheery 'morning' nearly brought on a heart attack.
- Caused a bit of commotion at the ponds – some fishermen didn't appreciate the dog jumping in the pond and scaring off the fish.
In other news…..
Currently reading 'The Cry' by Helen Fitzgerald, great book about a baby that goes missing in Australia. A dark psychological thriller with a gripping moral dilemma at its heart. Well worth a read!
Off to see the fantastic Frank Hamilton in Cambridge tonight….lovely jubbly….
* This is not a phrase I use very often and just wanted to point out that I do actually run in running shoes not some great pair of leather clad boots.