Getting out the door seems so much easier when the sun is out. I’m currently sitting in my room about to go for a run with the sun beaming through the window. It’s cool but not cold, breezy not blustery. Perfect running conditions. I find it so much easier to motivate myself when the weather is on my side, it’s one less mental hurdle to conquer before firing up the Garmin, donning my running shoes and heading for the road….
So the plan has been going well, 4 workouts in the last 7 days. It would have been 5. Last night I went to bed, determined to go out today and put some miles into my legs. Today, I woke up with a stinking cold. Until about 1pm I brushed it off and told myself that I’d go out and ‘run it off’. Many sopping wet, sometimes blood-filled tissues later, I decided that probably wasn’t the wisest course of action. And…
So I had a run in the rain which felt amazing followed by a run, two days later, that felt really rather sluggish and heavy legged followed by a day of over-eating at a wedding on Saturday and Sunday evening at work. And as a result of all that, no time for running. It’s been a fantastic weekend, don’t get me wrong. But. And it’s a big but, it’s not helping me build any form up. Get the feeling that…
As you can probably tell by the title of this piece, my last run wasn’t exactly a success. I started off well enough, planning to do anywhere between 3 and 5 miles to bed-in my new Asics Gel Nimbus 14s. Recently I’ve been in good form when out on the road, my 5k time has tumbled to 24.40, a full minute quicker than my previous 5k personal best, so it wasn’t a surprise when I fell into a comfortable rhythm….