Second run, done and dusted on Thursday; only 3k but I was left wondering afterwards how I ever managed 21.1k. It seems so far and at the moment 3k is a struggle, both mentally and from a breathing point of view. The legs seem to have stacked up well, no aches, pains or cramps.
Harry again joined me for the first 1.5k and again he struggled, I think it’s more mental than physical with him – he has a busy weekend ahead, tennis (if it stops raining), boxing, swimming and a bike ride.
This morning called for a 5k run, so I got up at 6am, but it’s raining, still raining at 7:30am.
I’ve started reading “Runners World” again and I especially like this quote from John Foss in the “I’m a runner” section of this month’s edition:
“My running goals are less about times and distances and more about staying strong and fit”
Whilst I agree with the times, I’d struggle going out for a run without knowing the distance