Lyrics no. Pammie, great to see you back in the (damp) shoes. I always found running three days per week harder to achieve than doing five. It was a guilt thing. On 5 it was a daily routine. Have I run today? No? Then I MUST get out there. At the moment I'm in that guilty sector. I'd like to run more, but the excuses are portlier than the reasons to go out. SC appears to have got a rush of blood to the head. Enough said. Me? Probably the same, but different. I persuaded myself to go swimming. The commute? I chose to cycle 4 miles each way. Damp. OK. The fortune was that I didn't freeze. That was my fear. I also hate planning the bliddy logistics of normal life. Swim, by the way, went quite well. I kept a chain on it. I deliberately downgraded a lane, as well as not trying to out-beef anyone. The dodgy L-hand performed well. I am chuffed by that. I also kept my race-head in a box.
I recall one XC race in school grounds/adjacent parkland and a group had a medium sized dog that was running both left and right. We were racing down a slippy, muddy incline and I just hurdled the dog at the last moment. I shudder to think about the repercussions to the dog being ripped up by a boot full of steel spikes.
Running not in today's plan. We'll see if I need to. Cycling is the usual Saturday, but cautious group leaders cancelled everything. My turbo trainer gets set up in the garage. It's not at all warm. Spent 1 hour exactly, did 16 miles, just winding it. GPS track will have lots of silly little circles based on home! As with all good cycle routes, I'm now enjoying a decent coffee stop.
Enjoy your XC, it's a great day for that sort of thing.
Gobi, it must be hard pace making when it the pace is just abnormal to you usual one. I could do clockwork pacing to 5 minutes outside the time I had originally targeted. Besides that I think I've only ever run one good race.
I was at home all day. Getting colder all the time as I was sat still on the phone or computer. Eventually, I did get out, because I had to. I was also cutting it a bit fine.
1.6 miles at 8:00 m/m. I warmed up a bit, but didn't get at all moist. Commute achieved. Interestingly my quads are a bit DOMS as a throwback to the 9 miler I did. Being careful this weekend.
Why is the telly news so infatuated with Trumpton. It's not the UK. As I see it, the buffoon will just puff away. They really ought to pay more attention to the local vote result that we dropped ourselves into. Mind you, I'm saying that, but I get the impression that there is no news to report because nobody in that London building has got a flipping clue what to do. Much in the same way that we were completely incapable of getting the Euros to get a budget resolved.