The one where I have my first great run…
I had an amazing run today.
It was great because I ran 5.5km in just 44 minutes. It was great because it was so wet that I couldn’t use my MP3 player because the plugs wouldn’t stay in my ears and so it was one of the only times I’ve run without it. It was great because it was thundering and lightning and I loved being out in it. It was great because as I was running over the Waiteti Bridge the Targa Rally cars drove over it and absolutely drenched me - and I still had enough breath to laugh. It was great because I bonded with the dog. But mainly, it was just great and I spent the whole run thinking it was great.
I went a lot faster than I normally do and it didn’t kill me. Which I think is a good sign. I must be getting fitter, I must be getting “run-stronger”. I also, following on from the frog impersonation in the pool last week, realised I was holding my elbows out like a chicken - no wonder I get sore shoulders running. I made an effort to pull them in (feeling like I was Cameron Brown in the process) and it actually made a difference. No more sore shoulders.
I’m now definitely looking forward to my running session with Lawrence on Friday - hopefully he can find a few more things to fix and then it will get even better. Now…just to fix the bike situation.