Friday, February 22, 2013
It was cold this morning. -4C (25F) but with a wind chill making it feel like -10C (15F). Add to that the fact that it was snowing, albeit not settling, and I almost didn't make it out of the door.
I had to take my daughter to school so decided to run round our local park, in the hope that the beautiful scenery would make up for the unappealing weather.
I quickly realised that I could have done with an extra couple of layers on. Despite wearing a long sleeved running top and a fleece, the wind was still managing to cut through. My thighs were the coldest. You can buy arm warmers for runners but I've never seen thigh warmers.
I considered getting back in the car and driving home, but decided that I might as well run as I was there now. The first mile was really hard. My legs were heavy (and cold) and it felt like I was running through peanut butter. I turned out of the trees and into an icy headwind. That's where the run became mental. As in, I was constantly talking to myself mentally.
"Not far until you're back in the trees and out of the strong wind."
"Keep going to the next bend, don't walk yet."
"Don't let that dog walker see you struggling."
A big smile and a cheery "Goede Morgen!" and I was back to the mental cheerleading.
"More than halfway and you feel OK. Keep going."
"This bit's downhill, no point walking here."
" Too near the road, the cars will see you walking."
"Last mile and you're on for a good time. Keep this up and you'll break 35 minutes."
"It's not a race, don't be daft."
"It's race training though - go for it!"
"There's the car, you made it!"
And so it was that I completed 3.1miles in 35mins 41secs.
1) 1m - 11:34(11:34/m) - 149cal - 5.19/6.8mph
2) 1m - 11:16(11:16/m) - 149cal - 5.32/7.05mph
3) 1m - 11:41(11:41/m) - 145cal - 5.13/6.57mph
4) 0.1m - 1:09(11:25/m) - 16cal - 5.26/6.37mph
Thursday, February 21, 2013
My daughter had a basketball match at school this evening. Sitting on the bleachers, I couldn't help but "listen in" to a conversation going on between a young boy and his dad.
"My ball's gone into the old folks' home," the lad said, apologetically.
This was confusing for two reasons, a) the lad never usually apologised for anything and b) the nearest old folks home is over a mile away.
"The old folks' home?" asked Dad.
He realised his mistake.
"Oh...no...not the old folks' home. I mean the...oh you know...". He looked skywards, searching for the right word, " it's in the...um...the place where the dead people live."
"Ah," the light dawned, "do you mean the graveyard?"
Stifled giggles from me!
Half Marathon training run number 3:
Another beautiful morning, still cold (-4*C) but sunny although frosty.
Followed my usual woodland route but added a loop of the residential streets near my home.
3.04 miles in 34mins 22 secs.
I actually think it was a tad further as my Garmin didn't show me following the road but climbing through my neighbours' back gardens - and I'm sure I would have remembered if indeed I had done that!
1) 1m - 11:10(11:10/m) - 149cal - 5.38/11.96mph
2) 1m - 11:23(11:23/m) - 153cal - 5.27/6.58mph
3) 1m - 11:16(11:16/m) - 150cal - 5.32/7.37mph
4) 0.04m - 33(13:33/m) - 6cal - 4.43/5.75mph
I'm pleased I went out when I did. By 10.30am the skies had turned grey and a short while later it had begun to snow . Where did Spring go? It hasn't settled, thank goodness, but it is bitterly cold and feeling very wintry again.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
I'm back in Belgium after a lovely few days in the UK. I love going home (strange how I still think of it as home, although I've not lived there for almost 30 years and never actually lived in the house my parents now reside in....). I managed to see all my relatives at some point or other, although I had to postpone meeting up with friends due to the unexpected late start to the holiday.
My half marathon training is now underway. My sister insisted on me going for a run with her whilst I was over. I tried a few excuses but she wasn't having any of it so I duly ended up donning my kit and getting on with it. I'm so pleased she "bullied" me into it. It was a lovely spring morning, blue skies and sunny, slight mist over the fields, not too cold but early enough for there not to be too many people about! She took me on one of her regular running routes, which took us along various farm tracks. Due to the recent wet weather, I have now renamed a stretch of it "The Bog of Doom". Luckily, I had decided not to wear my new running shoes...my old faithfuls got a little muddy, to put it mildly.
I received a lovely offer from a lovely Sparkie this week, who has picked up on the fact that I'm planning to do this half marathon and has offered to share training plans. It's this sort of spontaneous response that makes Spark such a great place to hang out.
So, I can officially say that HM training has begun. What's more, I'm feeling excited about regaining my running legs over the next few weeks!
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