This week my virtual runners are Becci Dixon and Bridget. Thank you for joining me for what may be seen as a rather slow week for running but it was brilliant to test the legs.
Distance: 13.1 miles
Run notes: My right hamstring is still not right. Thinking about it now, it may have been the monumental sprint I did at the end of the Night Run in Cervia that has caused it. Probably not but I like to find a reason for things happening!
I was due to run yesterday but the heavens had opened and the rain was pouring down. And despite having confidently exclaiming to Paul that this was just a shower and of course I was going to get out and run. I didn’t because it rained constantly.
So I went out running today instead. Once I had motivated myself to get ready I wanted to go, I wanted to stretch my legs particularly my right one, and get a relatively long distance under my belt. Originally I was going to go for a 17 mile run, just to prove myself I could (I was getting myself in a rather rubbish place of doubting my ability and thinking I had lost of the fitness I have worked all summer to build up.) but I finally agreed with Paul’s sensible notion not to go that far and planned on 10+ mile run instead depending on how I felt.
I took a photo of all the medals (or bling to use the trendy term) I have gained on my running adventures this year. There’s one missing. Hopefully next week’s Marathon finishers medal. I am starting to get a bit panicky about this.
As I was just stepping out of the font door I got a phone call from Beth. I haven’t had a good catch up with my sister for donkeys and really wanted a good chat, so I combined my running with a gossip. I was sensible not to be distracted when crossing the various roads I came to (it’s very easy not to concentrate properly) but the first few miles went passed without me even really noticing them.
Very early on in the conversation, Beth agreed that they would have some water for me at their new house if I ran passed theirs. Yay! A new water station to add to my routes! 7 miles later I ended up running up and down their pathway, as a man selling blinds (I think?!) had called at exactly the same time. Clara was happy to see her sill running Auntie, and show me her new playroom through the window I was jogging past. Then somehow I ended up with various plastic shopping items she was helpfully scanning for me, including a carrot, two peppers, an apple and a banana. It was quite challenging to run round and carry all of these at the same time, like an active version of the parlour game my Grandma went shopping but Clara seemed amused. I was brought a class of water, drank it the best I could (read got most of it down my top), then I waved goodbye to make my way home.
It was nice to something different on my run and I took a slightly different route home. There was a section that I have run several times, which is usually a very small piece of trail running, and today it was more like Bambi on ice because it was so slippy I had to run extremely slowly with legs going in all directions. When I got back to my front door and started to stretch, my trainers were SO clarty! I looked like I had been running through a bog. I will be definitely resting that route until next summer.
I admit it my right hamstring was definitely uncomfortable but after I got changed, Paul headed out on our first pootle in over a year. I love pootling with Paul because he is such a good cyclist but is happy to go at my pace (I am a proper trundlebum, ooh and ahhing at all the leaves turning colours) and chats me through the different situations really making me feel safe. I love my monster of a bike (it’s a beautiful mint green Pendleton bike, with a basket and a bell, but it gets called a monster because it is apparently so heavy – I prefer the term robost).
We popped by our old house, to pick up our Yorkshire Marathon runners pack (we had suddenly remembered earlier this week that we had applied to take part when we were living in our old house and didn’t know we would be moving).
As we continued pootled I even managed a new record I only shouted ‘wah!’ once! (I can usually be heard shouting ‘Wah’ when anything remotely unsettling or scaring happens to me when I am on a bike!). Rewarding myself with a bowl of carrot and parsnip soup, followed by a Rolo and Penguin tray-slice at Blagdon Cafe.
When I got home I ripped open the Marathon pack and inside was our run numbers and the official souvenir magazine. I was absolutely over the moon to find there I was smiling back at me! Another step towards raising awareness of Multiple Sclerosis, The MS Trust and the fact that if you are unfortunate to receive a diagnosis of MS your life may change, but you can still live a full and happy life! I love the quote that they highlighted because I really believe it.
I am a very, very happy Lucy.
Average pace: 8:57/mile
– Mile 1 – 9:19
– Mile 2 – 9:01
– Mile 3 – 9:00
– Mile 4 – 8:40
– Mile 5 – 8:33
– Mile 6 – 8:29
– Mile 7 – 9:10
– Mile 8 – 9:07
– Mile 9 – 8:54
– Mile 10 – 8:23
– Mile 11 – 9:08
– Mile 12 – 9:09
– Mile 13 – 9:16
– 0.1 Mile – 9:51
Achievements: 4 x segment personal records
Thank you for joining me on a quieter running week, but a good one to get some miles in after a lovely break away and have the fantastic surprise of raising awareness along the way! Please keep your fingers crossed that my leg holds up! I hope you are getting the opportunity to take some time out too.
I need your help:
1 Girl. 1 Year. 1000km has been nominated for Best Blog in The Running Awards 2018!!
I love the idea that the stories of my family and friends virtual runs are helping to raise awareness of Multiple Sclerosis 🙂
Please vote for my blog: http://therunningawards.com/vote/205/206#vote
You can find ‘1 Girl. 1 Year. 1000km’ at the top of the nominee list under ‘Online Publication Catergory’ – ‘Blog’.
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