I've felt tired. It has been extremely hot. I couldn't do my long run yesterday. I have a terrible nights sleep, woken up many times in the night.by the baby. I have a bad day at work. Somewhere during a boring meeting overlooking the Thames I decide to run home. Then work gets worse and I am stuck there.
At home the kids go to bed surprisingly easily So I head out to do my 14 miles. It is still very, very hot. I decide to run to Hayes and back, and then Hayes and back. I can stop for a drink at home half way.
I start of and it is hard. I complete the first lap, stop have a drink. The minute or so rest I have perks me up and I head off again. And then suddenly perhaps with 4 miles to go it happens. I realise that I have done the run. I've still 4 miles to run but I'm not going to bail out. The hard part was getting here and I'm not going to bail out now. Then I fly. I really run smoothly but hard, flowing and fast. It's hot and I can feel the salt building up on my lips. Eventually I yield. The last half a mile is a bit slower, perhaps the miles or the heat. But the fast bit? That felt gooooooood.
I had to do this run to get my Marathon training on track. Job done.
14 miles 2:14:00
Monday, 22 July 2013
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