Consolidating my position as a 30 something striving for the suburban family lifestyle, the clocks going back didn't mean an extra hour out drinking into the early hours. Far from it, I was just up and out on an 8 mile run and back in time for brunch!
Final week injury update...
The going is good. The achilles is a little stiff but completely bearable but the knee started to give me grief at around the 4 mile mark. I decided to push on through and the pain gradually dulled. It was a gamble but, with only days left, I wanted to make sure I could run through it on the day, so I had to trial it. It paid off. By mile 7, I could barely feel it and after the run it felt like it was back to normal. I can't explain it, but I like it!
With a cut in training, I've tried to reduce my calorie intake. Not dramatically, but I'm not feeling as hungry as I was, so I've just obeyed my hunger. I've been taking on a lot of orange juice, in an attempt to keep colds at bay, and eating plenty of pasta.
I'm really looking forward to the marathon experience and, however I do, I know that all my training has been worth it.
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Just out of curiosity...don't the clocks go back next weekend??
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