
Cold, windy and wet. I've got the Sunday papers and its nice and warm inside. Hardly an inspiring situation regarding going out for a run. Strangely I was pretty motivated about going out, I think because I enjoyed Friday evening's run so much.
My plan was 18K to see if running long two days out of 3 slows me down. The first 2-3k were tight and a bit sore. Hedgehog hill was a real grind but i was at the top in 25:02(5K) which was about a minute faster than Friday. However I was feeling the pace much more than Friday so I suspected I'd lose time on the second half.
On Saturday I'd measured the distance in the car to the point I thought was 10K and it was actually 11K so I now understood why my 10K times were so far out. I reached the 10K(actually 11K) part in 1:00:20 so just missed getting under the 1hr mark.
I'm really blowing at this point and feeling the pace much more than Friday. I try to keep my steps long and low. I remembered last year that this was one of the ways I improved my times.
I finished in 1:37:20 which shaved nearly 3 minutes off Fridays time. However I felt the diffence in my legs and was absolutely shattered at the end point. A great session that I enjoyed. The music again kept me going and i was lucky timing wise with some of the tracks. Runrig dragging me up the Hedgehog with An Sabhal aig Neill. Probably one of the best single running tracks I have in my entire collection. You can't listen to it without tapping your feet so its excellent for getting you up a hill. If you can ignore the hairs sticking out on the back of your neck.
Burns Night tomorrow and Team Kennedy manager has a couple of massive Haggis in the fridge and that rarest of things in Belgium, a real turnip. I might even have a snifter to celebrate the Bard. Click this for wee song to inspire all you out there with a revolutionary bent in these times of Bankers running the world.