Running at the weekend gets really tricky when you're away, visiting people. For starters, excuses such as "I need to get an early night" and "No wine for me, thanks" don't seem to roll off the tongue and may seem a little rude at the time, so of course you oblige. Combine that with waking up in unfamiliar surroundings with a gale blowing outside and the rain beating down and you've got a recipe for no action.Well, I'm happy to say that I managed to get 50% of my running done but, sadly, not all. I got up and ran 6 miles, around Kidderminster, before breakfast on Saturday. Sunday morning, we were in North Wales, it was raining, I was exhausted and I didn't make it. I did pass 250km racked up on my ipod, so Nike gave me a certificate (see right)!
It was only supposed to be a 7 miler, not the Sunday long run, that's next weekend. And it's the long ones that are said to be the key to the training.
This week's mileage: 18.5
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