Tuesday, 27 March 2012

Run in the Spring Sun

Yesterday was spent creaking from the long run.  Today I want to gently get back on it.  I decide to run back from Grove Park.

I don't push too hard.  It is light after the clock change and for most of the run the sun is out.  Towards the end a little tiredness returns to my legs.  But I'm feeling fit.  Bring on the marathon...

4.5km 26:03

Monday, 26 March 2012

Biggin Hill and then back for a taper

The clocks have changed, the kids don't want to go to bed.  I need to do my last long run before starting the taper for the Brighton Marathon.  Eventually my wife takes over and I am off.

I decide to run up (and I mean up) to Biggin Hill.  I have been training by running my long runs to Time rather than distance.  This makes sense today as the pace will be slow, as on the way out I will be gaining height quite rapidly.

I cruise down to Hayes.  I run, slightly nervously, through the road in the dark common.  I have brought my bright torch which help somewhat.  I pass through Keston and onto Leaves Green.

Two police motorbikes scream past ahead I can see lots of blues-and-twos.  I can see the Police have shut the road.  I ask if I am allowed through, and I am.  I pass a serious 3 way car crash.  One car has been cut open.  The front has been ripped of a top-end Mercedes.

As I near the turn around point, I spot a petrol station.  I stop and get some supplies.  I run a little further and turn back.  At this point I know I have completed my Marathon training.  I wanted to get this run done, and by reaching the far point I knew that I had done it and would make it back(I have to get home!).   From here to the big day is a gentle taper.

 I run back, past the accident and across the common.  It's easy running downhill and the pace is faster.  I have my wine gums on the hill on Pickhurst Lane.  It doesn't feel too bad.  I have had 3 gels, wine gum and half a bottle of sports drink.  I have stopped to wee, fiddle with the IPhone.

The training has gone well.  The last couple of weeks has been dogged by too much work and I would have liked some more sessions but I have really given it a good go.  Just need to pray now that the big day is not too hot.

When I get home my wife has left some freshly baked Banana Muffins out for me.

25.5km 2:53:48

Sunday, 25 March 2012

Confidence Boosting, Barefoot Park Run

I've been having some confidence wobbles ahead of the big marathon.  Today I decide to do Park Run as I don't feel ready for a 20miler today (but I know it has to be done this weekend, as the last one!).  I have been doing my long runs and so have not been to Park Run for a while.  The old legs feel a little jaded and as the weather is nice I decide a bit of barefoot action is the way ahead.

On the first lap my feet are cold from the morning dews.  I am not pushing hard and rather enjoying the run.  The second lap the feet have warmed up.  I can see Mike from the club in front and start to pick him off.  I never quite reach him in the end.

At the end I can't sprint as that really can hurt my feet.  I do pick up the pace.  No way was this a full-race effort with the thought of the 20 miler in my mind.  When I look at the time, I am surprised.  It is a quick time, 20 seconds off my PB (remember no Sprint finish and no race effort!) and my 5th fastest ever.


Because of the amount of longer mileage I have been doing, I could understand my 5km time slipping.  The opposite seems to be the case.  My confidence soars.

5km 22:07

Friday, 23 March 2012

Indulgent Run

I need to get some pace back into my running.  I have been doing the big miles but need to get some speed in else I will fail due to being a one pace plodder.  So tonight I plan a quick 4.5km blast from Grove Park.
However it is a beautiful day and I am sick of work.  I dream of running across a sunny Beckenham Place Park.  I decide to "treat" myself by doing the longer run back from Lewisham

Even though I get out on time, the sun is in the last death throws of the day.  I feel tired but having watched a documentary about John Bishop last night, who cycled from Paris to the channel, rowed across the channel and then ran 3 back-to-back Mararthons, I was inspired.  I just knuckled down and got on with it.

Today was one of those days where I got caught at the traffic lights, had to stop and fiddle with the IPhone and stop to sip a drink.  I was also plodding again, so the pace wasn't electric.  It was good to get the solid miles in.

The plan is to do Park Run tomorrow for a little bit of pace.

8km 46:30

Catch up run

I needed to run yesterday, but work got in the way and I didn't leave the office until gone 7.  So today I need to catch up some miles so a double-bubble is on the cards.

I am woken in the night by the baby and then cannot get off to sleep.  A bad nights sleep doesn't stop me cracking on.  I get the train to Nunhead and have a pretty uneventful run in from there.  Initially I feel the benefit of the extra days rest but then I descend in to plodding and don't even really pick it up in the city

6.4km 40:00

Wednesday, 21 March 2012

Defiant Run

Work was conspiring to keep me there and deny me my second run today.  But I am resolute and dispatch anything that comes my way.  I leave the office and head to Cannon Street.

It's still light and I can feel spring is well under way.  Next week the clocks change and then most of my runs will be home in the light.  I will have survived a winter of running.

I plod on.  The best bit is through the woods in Beckenham Place Park where the ground is a little bit wet with lots of give.  I try and take a short cut and follow the path through the woods (rather than the trail down the railway line) but end up way off course.  I have to run across the top field and down the steep bank to exit the park.

The slog up the hill by Ravensbourne Station is hard, but at the top I am able to go into cruise mode and it's easy back home.

8km 46:31

Up and early

I needed to run yesterday, but couldn't because of work.  By the time I got home and had eaten then it was out of the question.  Instead I commit to running half way to work to make up.

My son wakes up just past 6am and hour earlier than I was planning.  The good news was that I was able to leave and get an early train.  I get off the train at Nunhead.   I look at The City a long way in the distance.  It always looks further than it feels to run.

It sunny and not too cold.  The run was pretty uneventful, but I get to work and feel alive.

38:31 6.4km