Week 3, Day 3
Goal: 7 miles
Actual: 7.47 miles in 8:34 min/mile
It was dark, wet and muddy and I’d missed the last of the
daylight … so with the help of the offer of a pint of Thatcher’s Cider at the
local pub, I’d managed to persuade my Dad to accompany me on his push bike. It
gets a bit dark in the lanes around here at night and if I went on my own I’d
probably have got spooked by one of those scary bunny rabbits and started
running quicker and quicker until I was running madly and gibbering like someone out of one of those horror
movies. Except they don’t usually wear a headtorch and trainers.
I’m afraid the photos aren’t up to much tonight as it was
REALLY dark. I tried to take a photo of the lanes but all that came out was a
black square with a road sign in the distance glowing in the light of my
headtorch.
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| See ... told you it was dark. |
My Dad had on his hi-viz and headtorch for the bike and I
had on my hi-viz and headtorch but even the glow from all of that didn’t really
make much impact on the dark. The moon and stars were hidden by clouds and I
kept tripping over potholes and piles of … lets call it ‘rural mud’ in the
lanes.
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| Dad on his bike. |
The goal tonight was a 7 mile recovery run from the speed
session yesterday and the aim was to keep the pace in the 9 minute miles, but I
didn’t quite manage that.
In hindsight I should have set the Garmin up to
record the average pace and keep it to a 9 minute/mile that way but as it was I
was checking the Garmin every couple of minutes in the light of the headtorch
and adjusting the speed from the pace currently showing … so the pace was out
by almost 25 seconds a mile. Not good. But at least I know what to do next time
…
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