I've gone a little quiet on the blog, but the training's still pretty much in shape. I missed one run this week but, on the flip-side, I've swapped in a few pints instead. No, it's not that bad, just that trying to juggle the social commitments with the training regime can be tough.
I knocked off 4k of interval training yesterday morning before breakfast, which left me shattered. I hadn't realised what a difference there is between long distance stamina and really giving your heart a work out. I jogged down to the local park (the 0.5 mile in circumference one) and ran 3/4 lap hard and then 1/4 lap at a very slow jog and repeated this 5 times. For the hard sessions, I was pushing my heart rate up around 175-185bpm, or 90-95% of max. 9 weeks of training suddenly felt like it had had no effect, or rather I'd hate to think what I would have been like had I tried that 9 weeks ago.
Tonight, I ran 11k around the Hampton Court-Kingston circuit without the support unit but with a backpack instead, carrying my water. It was dark and I found myself in several tricky games of chicken with runners coming in the opposite direction. I also suffered a few heart jumping moments as shadows popped out of the bushes in front of me, until I caught the silhouette of one of the bunny rabbits in the light of a distant street lamp.
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21st floor. Last stall on the right.
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