Some runs are better than others. Today’s was a bad one. It was a hot, sunny afternoon. I’d not warmed up or stretched. I was sleepy. I had just consumed a can of ginger beer (albeit the best there is: Sainsbury’s Diet version). And I expected to run 9 miles without any trouble. Silly bugger. I knew after just a few steps that I had a battle on my hands.… READ MORE.... …
Month: July 2002
After the painful disappointments of the last couple of days, the run I had tonight was a great relief. It was the usual 3.67 miles but I managed a new world record for the course: 35:53, or a pace of 9:46 per mile. The first sub-10 minute mile averaged over a run. Hurrah! Watch out Khannouchi! Watch out Painter! Watch out Radcliffe!… READ MORE.... …
Why is getting up at 5.15am like a pig’s tail..? Twirly! (Apologies to Noel Coward). Another horribly early start. I was out at 0535 after a few minutes stretching. I jogged very slowly for a half mile or so in the hope that the gradual warm-up would keep these chest aches at bay, but they were always there, and have been popping back throughout the day.… READ MORE.... …
Up at 0520 this morning to get my 3.67 miles in. I went off too quickly I think, as those chest pains returned to trouble me. For anyone who didn’t follow the London campaign, this was a problem I had last time. It’s NOT a heart-related problem, I’m reasonably sure. It’s much more like a stitch, albeit in an odd place.… READ MORE.... …
As predicted, the weekend was a running-free zone, so I sacrificed my rest day today to do the long run that was scheduled for Saturday. Fortunately it was a ‘step-back week’ this week, so the long run was only 5 miles. I ran the canal towpath again, though this time I found a way back around the block rather than just stopping and running back the way I’d come.… READ MORE.... …