12 sweet miles

Another longest run session today. This time, three of us set out on the hottest day of the year to run along rivers¹, up and down mountains² and across a desert³ for a total of 12 miles. The support unit was there, with 3 times the amount of water loaded for the journey, while myself and Uncle Rico paced it out around the course.

The pace was not too fast, not too slow at around the 5m45s per kilometre mark. It was steady enough to sustain throughout excepting a quick sharp hill and the inevitable 500 metre sprint to the finish line. Definitely a mental help having a running partner alongside, although we're going to make sure we have identical tops for the next session as clothing coordination is all important.

It's good to feel that the half marathon is all but achieved and that my initial fears of an injury, haven't yet developed into anything worth noting. I have an array of exercises to keep the injuries in check and they seem to have helped thus far.

¹Actually one river, namely the Thames
²Technically speaking, these were hills
³The tracks through Richmond Park were quite dusty