Hurrah! Against all my assumptions, I managed to run my 3 miles today without any aches, and without stopping. Bloody freezing today. So cold that my plans to nip down the road to see Bristol City play QPR were scuppered by a frozen pitch. The postponement of the match at least allowed me to uncoil gradually this morning, and to go for the run at my leisure.… READ MORE.... …
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This week calls for a reshuffle of runs. The plan I’m following calls for a rest day today, then 3 miles, 4 and 3 for Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Wednesday is going to be busy so I run today and tomorrow, then rest Wednesday, then run as scheduled on Thursday. It means running 4 miles on Christmas Day – that is certainly a first.… READ MORE.... …
Today I ran 7.06 miles without stopping. 91 minutes of continuous running. Blimey. They are two near-unbelievable facts. I need to say this: that if someone like me can do this on his 28th run, just 62 days after starting running, then anyone can. When I began the pre-marathon schedule, I couldn’t run for 3 minutes without bashing my head on the Grim Reaper’s sickle.… READ MORE.... …
How very presumptuous, but I seem already to have started formulating some Laws of Running. One such seems to be that the enjoyment of a run is generally in inverse proportion to the level of expectation. The day was filled with sudden patches of excitement when I remembered I was to run this evening. True to form, it was a disappointment.… READ MORE.... …
Weather is mild and dry today, but running in near-total darkness for most of my 3.5 miles this evening promises new excitements. Despite the uncertainties, I set out with an unfamiliar sense of confidence that I will run for 40 minutes without great discomfort. The same route as yesterday, though the dense darkness added a layer of gentle fear to the proceedings.… READ MORE.... …
So. An ethereally beautiful winter’s day. I’m staring through the window at the soupy sunshine and the blurred pillars of dense, freezing mist, pondering all manner of significant thoughts. It’s here. The one. The coldest day of the winter so far, and the one I’ve been waiting for. Stepping outside at lunchtime is painful. I wear a tracksuit top but my legs are bare and stiff and white like a corpse.… READ MORE.... …