This week has been pretty poor again. The quest for athletic perfection has been a victim of circumstance again, Monday and Tuesday I was work-tied, and on Wednesday I went to wave middle sister off to China. To ensure that this blog didn’t become another week of excuses I was going to do something on Thursday. Nigel was working so I dropped the gym in favour of going for a run. I have a half marathon in a little under a month to prepare for, and so far I have been running once, so I thought I had better.
I planned a shorter and more scenic route this time, 4.2 miles of country lanes around my house. Get away from the traffic I thought.
I set off at about five thirty at night. This is the time that commuters looking for a short cut bomb down these lanes like BMW encased demons. I enjoy a good bomb as much as the next man but holey moley I nearly had car grill knee surgery a couple of times. See, the trouble with country lanes is that they don’t have paths. The next run I plan will have paths.
So 4.2 miles, shorter than that last run I ran, where I managed an average speed of 7.4mph. I fancied myself to have run home averaging something in the region of 7.8mph, in my head I even had a half hopeful eye on an 8mph average. Time actually achieved. 38 minutes. Average speed, 6.6mph.
I don’t really know what went wrong, I ran at a similar pace, I got a stitch again (apparently this is caused by your internals bouncing putting strain connective tissue when you eat and/or drink too much) I got blisters again. I can only assume that all of the diving into the grass verge every time a car passed slowed me down a tad.
I prepared for blisters this time. A blister is where the skin is subjected to friction. Eliminate the friction, stop the blister. The answer was obvious, I took some electrical tape and protected the area of my foot that got the blister. I knew exactly where the blister formed last time as it has nicely scarred but despite my preventative measures, I got another blister in the same place anyway. And to make matters worse, I got some new additions too (which I think may have formed because of my blister protection).
All in all a good run but every time I go out I become more and more convinced that my trainers aren’t right for me. I am going to investigate what would be a better shoe for me.
On other, more DW related news, I have seen a boat and I am going to buy it (probably). This time next week I am 99% certain that I will be planning the first session in a K2.
Friday, 27 February 2009
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