We arrived back quite late on Saturday night after our trip to London but after a good night's sleep, I was up early on Sunday morning and dressed in running kit to head out for my long run. It was 9.30am when I headed out but the sun was up and it was very warm even at that time of the morning. I have this habit of being too obsessed with times on my runs and I had to keep telling myself that this run is supposed to be a long, slow one designed to build stamina. So I managed to keep my pace steady on the run, however, we encountered 2 minor blips on the run - the effects of the cold!!! With all the gunk (excuse the graphics) I have from this flippin' cold, I started to feel sick about the 2mile mark and need to stop to errrr - throw it up so to speak!! Not nice. Another stop about the 3m mark for the same thing and then I headed home. The chest was feeling a bit heavy in the last mile as well. 4 miles completed and not my finest run :-( I HATE HAVING THE COLD!!!!
Monday saw my first trip to the gym this week for my strength training sessions. Evil PT came in and laughed when I told him I was hobbling about London after Wednesday's session but as he rightly pointed out, it must be working and the muscles will get used to it!! This is the 3rd session and I have to say that I am seeing minor improvements in my core.
Tuesday arrived and it was time for my next scheduled run of the week. I have moved forward in the plan as I need to start challenging myself on distance, so I aimed to do over 3.5 miles. When I set off just after 7pm, there was a slight breeze which was keeping the heat at bay a bit but by the time I reached Fairlie this had disappeared and the heat built up. I kept my pace steady and managed to plod through. I had to stop at one point to re-do the laces on my shoes as I had done them up too tight - doh! By the time I got to the main road at the marina, the heat had sapped my will to live and was making me feel a bit sick. I had to stop for a quick 30 second breather again as the humidity was crippling. 3.83m completed by the time I reached home. I vow I will get to the end of a run without stopping but this naffin cold has thrown everything out of kilter again.
Wednesday arrived. Today was the Jogscotland 5k Challenge in Glasgow Green. To be honest I hadn't been looking forward to it all day as I was a tired and I was worrying about who would be running in it. These events tend to attract the running clubs who's members leave you trailing in their wake!!! Certain other elements had drained my enthusiasm for this event and by the time I had actually arrived at Glasgow Green I was really in the mood to turn right round and head home!!! But never let it be said that I am a quitter, so I headed off to collect my number and running chip. The walk from the car had warmed me up and I had no need to do the warm up with Jog Scotty (the mascot) :-) We started bang on 7.30pm and as usual the whippets were off and running. It was actually a nice course to run and one you could do on your own with no racing involved. The heat was actually quite bad and by 3k it had sapped my strength. I had to walk several times to catch my breath. The smell from the whiskey distiller was awful as well. You got a whiff of it at certain points along the route - bluerk! OH was at the end of the 3k to let me know there was only 1k left to run (thank god). The last ditch effort to the finish was horrendous and as I cross the line, the customary feeling of being sick returned. I collected my goody bag with my medal inside, bottle of water and my t-shirt - which I may add is now a medium and not a large like previous ones :-) Another nice thing about finishing was the Tunnocks caramel wafer in the goody bag - yum! Official results show that I had completed in 29m 57s. Not bad, but not a PB. Oh well - chalk it up to experience and here's to the next one!!NB: - I have just found out that the 5k race I ran last night was a Stewart's Grand Prix event which means it gathers points for those from Scottish Athletics competing in it, culminating in a monetary prize for the winner. This explains the amount of club runners in the 7.30pm race, so I don't feel so bad about my time and the fact that the "whippets" were running :-D
Thursday - after last night's efforts, I can safely say that I am pooped!!! Today was the first time in months that I have had to take my inhaler as my chest was tight this morning and that is not good. I hate relying on it! Tonight is another session at the gym to do program 2 of the strength training. Thank goodness Friday is a rest day and Saturday is only a 40 min walk as part of cross-traning!!!!
Kimbles
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