Another week, another few plods on the road. Started the week well, only had five beers and half a can by Friday, and we were intending to go to Pembs, so no Friday night Lion. Went out on the Tues, Thurs and Friday this week – running a six a six and a four. Nearly got run over by some wally in a panda on the Thursday, and noticed that running up the “distributor road” is now becoming a little scary. The road is getting increasingly busy, and at about 7, when its still dark in the mornings, the trucks rattle past going a fair old speed about three foot from you – I think I may have to attempt to avoid the highway for now…
Jogs are going well, would like to think I am enjoying them, but that would be taking things too far, but its okay – the problem with training is that you have to keep up the distance – so each run is getting closer to an hour to complete, at the moment that’s okay – but once I start re-commuting from January I will need a different plan for training.
Accidentally drank my folks fridge bare on Friday night, and went out with A.P on Sat for a few, so what began as an okay week – ended as a normal one…
Drove back on Sunday, and stuck in traffic for about an hour, so didn’t get to go out for the long one until about 12:30 – way too late for me, and I was pretty tired – but managed to run a 14.5 – normal St Brides, then to Caldicot where I navigated the building site around the station, but then had to run out to Tesco’s to add the extra couple of miles to make it 14 – that’s a hang. After running for two hours to be nearly home, the last thing you want is to have to extend the run just to get those extra miles in. Next time I will plan a route that is door to door over the distance.
Was pretty knackered when I got back, knee’s aching (but not the stabbing pain) hips aching, shoulders aching, feet a bit sore – all in all a bit of a wreck, and I would have to run that another three times at least!…
Miles: 31
Beers: 5 Stella, Half Fosters, ~10 bottles, 3 Grolosh, 3 Carling.