In
my Not-Really-Following-A-Training-Plan training plan, there was a 9 mile run scheduled
for last night. I’ve been getting a bit paranoid about missing runs so I
thought I’d get out there and see whether the knee held up.
I’m
sure that any odd twinges I’m getting are completely normal, like a dead leg
because I’ve been sitting at my desk with my legs crossed or a sore ankle
because I knocked it on the doorframe this morning but I’m getting really
paranoid that every little niggle spells D-O-O-M for my marathon.
So
I thought bugger it. How am I going to know unless I get out there. Besides
I’ve got physio tomorrow and hopefully he can wave his magic wand if I mess it
up tonight and make it all better. I have a LOT of faith in my physiotherapist!
Got
all ready in my running gear. Strapped my bum bag erm ... I mean running belt on, pulled up my neon pink compression socks and set off. Well, turned the Garmin on and then wandered
around outside the house vaguely for 5 minutes until it picked up the
satelites.
Started running. Then
stopped. Because I spotted this chap. He didn’t even run away, just snuffled at
me and carried on sitting on the lawn eating slugs.
And
running again. It was a warm evening but even though the sky was clear and the
stars were bright it was very dark. It was nice. I had a good audiobook on
(preferred to music as I can still hear around the talking for other noises
like mad axemen and banshees), I was setting a nice steady pace and the knee
was feeling good.
Had
a near miss about mile 4. I run through an industrial estate which turns into a
country lane and for about ½ a mile after this there aren’t any street lights.
This wouldn’t normally be a problem except for at night – like now – or when it
was pitch black with no moon – like now. I was running down the hill on the
pavement and could vaguely see something odd about belly button height coming
towards me. Like a barely seen grey circle bobbing from side to side. I kept
watching and running towards it and couldn’t quite work out what it was. It was
a bit spooky, but I was more curious than anything.
Realised
what it was with about 5 metres to go and leapt off the pavement! It was a cyclist
coming up the hill on the pavement with no lights on. The grey circle was his
front reflector which must have been picking up some light from the stars. I
laughingly called out „Near miss!“ and shocked him – he hadn’t seen me either.
We exchanged apologies and carried on.
Running
on the new bypass on the lovely wide pavements, I became aware that it sounded
as though I was running on gravel. Couldn’t quite work out why so had a closer
look and realised that the pavement was absolutely covered with tiny baby
snails. I felt really mean, even though the squishing was completely accidental
but there was no way of avoiding them as there were so many. Maybe I should
just think of it as revenge for the little buggers eating all my lettuces this
year.
I
wanted to experiment with different fuels so I had a couple of slices of Mars
bar wrapped up in foil in my running belt. I get on fine with gels, but I
wanted to try something a bit more substantial. I don’t get on with jelly
babies. I can run with a pub lunch in my tummy, but I can’t really stop during
the marathon for one of those. Although I wish I could.
The
Mars bar slices worked fine. I didn’t feel tired at the end of my run and could
have carried on a bit longer whereas usually when I’m within sight of home I
feel like I need to stop whether it’s a 3 mile run or a 15 mile run. So a win
for the Mars bars.
Also
a win for the knee. No problems at all. A very slight tightness at one point
but as that happened in both knees I think it must be something usual. Very
relieved!
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