We returned from Valencia on Monday evening but didn’t get home from London until yesterday evening. This is my explanation for my late training report. I wanted to get it out of the way because I don’t want you to think that I’ve been slacking. Although I have been slacking. I managed a mere 8.7… Continue reading Half Training – Week 3 and Valencia
Category: Running
Half Training again – weeks 1 and 2
This top and trainers were meant to be together If you include last week, then I’ve got sixteen weeks until my Half in September, which seems like loads of time. But it’s a big ask, this attempt to get faster. When I really got into running around ten, eleven years ago my half marathon time… Continue reading Half Training again – weeks 1 and 2
Shoe Issues
So, I may or may not have given myself a slight injury yesterday. It may or may not have been from a new pair of shoes that I was trying out. Or it may or may not have been that my old shoes really do need to get retired. Or was it because of my… Continue reading Shoe Issues
Wirral Summer Trail Series
It was like an unintended rock-paper-scissors game. Nick put his arm out and I raised my palm to shake his … fist bump. Then he opened up his hand, and I closed mine. A complete failure of communication on my part. But I hope he forgave me, as I was desperately trying to squeeze some… Continue reading Wirral Summer Trail Series
Back In The Game – With A Tea Break
I think all long runs would benefit by being carved up by a cup of tea and a chat. Having been introduced to this most civilised of practises by John, my occasional running buddy, I’ve found the long run, especially the first long run in a few weeks, less daunting by making this addition. I… Continue reading Back In The Game – With A Tea Break
Liverpool Half Marathon
Sometimes, just sometimes, being bad at mental arithmetic can be a good thing. I was approaching the board bearing the number ‘11’ in large enough font for even the severely myopic, and I glanced down at my watch – 1:58, or something like that, as my eyes were a tad blurry from the salty beads… Continue reading Liverpool Half Marathon
HM Training – Week 8 of 9 (Borders Race)
I think I definitely put in some effort this morning because now I’m struggling to raise myself from my position of repose this afternoon. Race five in the Borders League series, was in sunny Capenhurst, in Cheshire. When I searched for the village on Google maps, it put a red boundary line around what looks… Continue reading HM Training – Week 8 of 9 (Borders Race)
Track Training
Note to self: don’t eat a big plate of pasta two and a half hours before my track session. It had been a while since I’d done any track work, so I’d forgotten that there is a big difference in the stomach, between pootling along and pumping my arms and legs. Next time, I’ll try… Continue reading Track Training
HM Training – Week 7 of 9
What do two women in their fifties who are steadily grinding their way through the ten-mile training run on a Sunday morning talk about? Needing to find a suitable spot for another wild wee (naturally); the orange dictator (invariably); Lord Lever’s philanthropic concerns (we were in that locality); whether we’ve got enough suncream on (it… Continue reading HM Training – Week 7 of 9
HM Training – Weeks 5 and 6 of 9
I attempted a handicap run with the club last night for the first time in ages. The run is supposed to work like this: based on previous attempts or your own knowledge of your pace, you work out how long it will take you to run the five or seven-mile handicap routes. the slower runners… Continue reading HM Training – Weeks 5 and 6 of 9
theleadlesspencil 