Today I ran further than I've ever run in my life. So 12k is not quite, well nowhere near, a marathon, but I didn't collapse at the end of it and I'm still able to walk up and down stairs, so I'm happy.It's a good route with a couple of good psychological milestones in the form of bridges at about a third and two thirds distance.
It does take you along a route through Kingston which can get crowded with pedestrians in the proper summer, but wasn't really a problem today. It seems like July's taken it up where June left off, with plenty of summer rain.
I did catch 30 minutes sleep not long after I got back off the run, but I blame the lack of bananas in the house, which have now been duly stocked up. One thing I'm really starting to notice about this training malarkey is that the food really counts. If you run to the point of making you exhausted, a banana can genuinely pick you up. And to think I spent all that money on Red Bull through my university days!
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