No, I don’t mean clothing… it’s still WAY too cold for me to wear shorts, although Cliff probably went back to wearing them straight after his annual Christmas break!
No, having had more than my fair share of mud, sweat and tears (of laughter) this week, I decided to go for a pavement run… which is not as inspiring as running through countryside… so I don’t run so far… so I have to run faster. Therefore, if you’re still with my logic, I ran for short bursts around a short circuit and shortly became short of breath. Shorts.
31 minutes (WOW, that IS short!) and 3.9 miles gives 7.5mph. Or just under 8 minute miles. This latter information is particularly relevant today because I had to pull the rug out from under my reputation yesterday. My colleague John had assumed that I was training at around 7 minute miles (as he used to), as opposed to 7mph (my usual fastest), which is actually 8-34 minute miles. Or my more usual and sedate 9-15.