Penultimate long run

A perfect blue sky autumn morning and an almost recovered achilles tendon, was just the nudge I needed to get back into training. I'm officially in the taper period of my schedule now, but it still means heading out for a 12 mile run on a Sunday. A slight twinge in the tendon as I set off, but nothing worth pulling up and turning back for, which is exactly what I had to do two weeks ago.

I headed down the river and up into Richmond Park. I was taking it steady, so much so that, at one point, I was overtaken by a pushchair. That said, my average pace was sub 5'30" per km and felt very comfortable. Cardio-wise, my stamina for long distance, is probably ready for the 26 miles. The danger's always going to be with the tendons or my muscles turning to lead, as they felt following the Kingston 16 miler. Time will tell.