The long run

038162671acb504460943d7b2f925836I was supposed to run 5 miles this morning. I set my alarm and everything – I was actually looking forward to it. But as with most plans, it wasn’t quite meant to be. I had a pretty restless night, waking up sporadically from 4am .. Which wasn’t really conducive to a 6:30 alarm and 5 mile run! Sigh.

I had considered going this evening, but decided against it. I have a long run on Saturday morning, and given that I’m still getting used to running 3-4 times a week alongside my daily cycle commute (without completely nackering my legs) my recovery time is slightly longer than before. I didn’t really want to push my luck with just 1 recovery day (especially as ‘recovery’ still includes 12 or so miles of cycling) before Saturday.

The schedule says 10 miles for Saturday morning – I’m going to play it safe and set a goal of 8, as I know I can at least manage 10k at the moment. What’s 2 more miles, right? Especially with fuel as awesome as this:

p (1)Apple and cinnamon porridge, courtesy of my Graze breakfast boxes! It comes with raisins, honey and chunks of dried apple, and tastes like scotch pancakes .. Heaven!

I’ve decided that rather than forcing in the mileage, I’m going to take this evening to stretch and foam roll, and give my legs a chance to recover properly before I try my long run on Saturday. It’ll be my longest run in a good few months, and I’m a little nervous .. But at least if I go out early enough, it’ll be deserted! (And cool, as opposed to stiflingly hot!)

As for tomorrow, I have a date after work with Mr Darcy (Colin Firth, obviously), parfait, wine and 3 lovely ladies from my office!


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