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Training's fust in August.
The plan for my holiday running was a simple one. Run every second day, and maintain a good level of fitness. The reality however was even simpler; to be honest it was downright stark. The sad statistics are these: seven weeks away yielded just three runs for a total of 20 kilometres. That was it. Three lousy runs and not even a half marathon in total distance covered.
Sigh.
To be positive for a moment, they were three quite memorable runs in three different countries. The first a chilly jog along the waterfront in Ireland. The second a ghostly run around an apparently deserted island in Amsterdam; and the third and most challenging was a leg and lung-testing crawl up Black Cap with the inimitable Sweder on his home turf. This last run was of course the best, in spite of my appalling lack of form. A gloriously warm and sunny day, the mighty Ash in his element, and me just trying to hang on as we scrambled up the Sussex Downs (up the Downs??) toward Black Cap - perhaps RC’s most written-about run, challenged only by EG’s beloved Kennet canal plod in Berkshire.
But holidays must end and it’s time to rule that line in the running log and start again. The first challenge should be straight-forward, but given my current state of lardy barge-arseness the annual 14km City-To-Surf fun run is going to hurt. Never mind, pain is what the P2P is all about, so I’ll consider the C2S in just six days time reasonable training. I’ll squeeze a couple of 10km runs in before race day and see how we go.
One thing is for sure though – this time I’m going to train better and harder than I have for any other P2P. This will be my fourth crack at it, and this year I’m determined to finish with a big PB. With a small gaggle of RCers also heading south for the hellish mountain run, it’s going to be a race to remember, so I’m dead-set keen to make it a good one.
Watch. This. Space.
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Training's fust in August.
