Sunday 4th January
Run #4
6k Richmond Park
I'd mentally set aside today for
the New a Year task of clearing out my wardrobe. (Yup, I am that rock &
roll) Given that I had this and a run to do today, it was hard to know what was
the procrastination for what to be honest. In the end the wardrobe tackling got
started first, while M was out on a long run and the flat was quiet.
But, come 3pm, I was drowning in
jumble and happy for a change of scene. M was post-exertion napping and a quick
check of the Met app suggested it was still zero degrees, 'feels like -1' so it
seemed like a day to try out the funky ombré (neon pink to burgundy)
compression leggings I got last year. Like trying to roll on a wetsuit lined
with superglue, but cosy on the run and, I thought, fab with my hot pink zip-up
running jacket and gloves (if a little showy amongst the abundance of forest
green Christmas Barbour jackets and blacks coats)
The run itself was a 6k that I'd,
in no way, want my running ability judged by. I stopped. A lot. Hands on knees
with stomach cramps. But all-in-all refreshing and satisfying. In that often
the runs I feel the best out of the back of are the ones I felt the worse going
in to. And, end of the day, this process for me is all about just getting out
there and getting ks under my feet, daily. Speeds and times can be a different
goal at another time! So, day 4, run 4: done. Tomorrow, back to work and the
9-5 grind. Be interesting to see how the Run Streak will work round that.
Bring it on.
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