This week has felt like I am gradually slipping into a bit regular exercise routine as I currently find myself in the strange situation of not training for any form of distance or event. Routine is good for me, I miss the structure of a training plan, so to have a strong idea what I am doing each day definitely helps me. My training week has been fairly uneventful, but this week was always going to be about parkrun on Saturday...
MONDAY: Body Pump and Spinning
TUESDAY: a cold five miler before Kettlebells and an Abs class at the gym. The weather was so bitter I found myself reaching for my gloves and headband from the depths of my running drawer (actually, this is one of many drawers I have dedicated to running gear!) I am a resolute shorts wearer, only donning 3/4 leggings for longer winter runs, but I did feel a little sorry for my lobster pink thighs tonight!
WEDNESDAY: another chilly five miles before my Body Pump class.
THURSDAY: Body Attack class - like last week, this was tough and I actually felt sick walking home afterwards, a feeling I experience when I know I have worked my body to its limits.
FRIDAY: Rest Day
SATURDAY: parkrun! I was looking forward to this week's run as it had been a few weeks since I had ran my home Lincoln event, but even more so as the morning would see my friend return to parkrun after near enough three months out injured. On a miserable, wet, windy and cold morning there was still a hardcore bunch of runners ready to tackle the conditions, as well as an ever hardier set of volunteers devotedly making the event happen (thank you!)
The need to keep warm rather took my mind off what I might be able to run, and as the 'go' signal was given I kind of just went for it! This seemed a good tactic, just running to instinctive feel, and I felt strong. I crossed the line in 21:53; which I was a little shocked by, as although I knew I was running well, I would not have predicted that. This was only the second time I have run sub 22 mins, and it also saw me secure another 3rd place female spot. I just about had time to scan my barcode and grab a jumper before I spotted my friend heading towards the finish - the fact that she was not too far behind me already told me she had ran well. The clock confirmed it - a sub 25 min time after such a lengthy injury and on only her first week back running consistently. I was so pleased just to see her running as well! Two happy runners (see image).
SUNDAY: with it being Remembrance Sunday I felt it apt to run one of my go-to ten miles routes which passes a 'poppies' based memorial sculpture set along a local cycle path. It was a beautiful autumnal morning, with the early freshness being lifted by a low sun. I didn't feel as lovely as the weather though; I had that sensation of my 'tank' being empty. I kept it steady, still running an average of 8.35 min/miles despite not feeling my best. Now begins the countdown to parkrun next Saturday as we celebrate the third year anniversary of my local Lincoln event.
Alice's Adventures In Running Land
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