The terror of the night.
Well, the terror of the night shift, to be precise. Despite today being a rest day I snuck in an extra short 5km outing so that I can cut back my Friday run, when I'll be jellied of brain and wobbly of leg following more of the accursed night shifts.
This run was actually a little tricky. I actually felt pretty good, but it was warm and muggy again, and I wore my too-tight red running top which made everything especially warm and sweaty. I know the Climate Council is issuing all sorts of dire "we told you so" messages about the extreme weather we're having, and I can confirm it is damned warm for this late in the season. Wearing the wrong running shirt made things doubly uncomfortable, but I still ran it reasonably well and am pleased to have knocked off a few more kilometres and thus take the pressure off my Friday outing.
I'm beginning to think a little more seriously about a time goal for my next half marathon, the Sydney Half in just over four week's time. Not that I'm especially fussed about setting a PB as such, but I want to set myself up for possibly having a crack at a full marathon PB a little later, and/or perhaps the much tougher ask, cracking the two and a half hour mark for the Point to Pinnacle in November. To do that, I really need to (just as a starting base) be able to fairly comfortably run a flat half marathon under two hours, and I'm not really quite there yet.
My training is going well however, and with quite a bit of hill work thrown into the mix I'm feeling ever more confident. Just where I'll end up remains to be seen, but a few more weeks of motivated, high intensity work and I'll be in a much better position to work on some serious goal-setting for the latter half of the year.
Oooh, this all sounds rather serious, doesn't it?
Maybe this will fix it: