As per increasingly normal, I was not particularly excited about going for a run this morning, but I duly drank my espresso black, just in case I managed to convince myself. Being warmed by the spring sunlight as I sat in the tea-house at 6.30am was a delight and my reticence started to evaporate.
Running out in shorts & t-shirt at 7.15am, I eshewed the slightly chilly woods and headed for the warmth of the Common for a circuits session… not the right name, but I can’t remember what Dai calls it… farting?
After a warm-up circuit, I did my usual sequence around the four sides: fast with knees up; slow to recover; faster; long-strides/stretch out; and then stopped for a quick breather. Then I repeated it twice more, before returning to the house.
Roughly 4.5 miles (I’ve been abandoned by all my friends with satellite navigation wrist thingummies, so I still don’t know for sure) took me 42 minutes (only 6.4mph, probably due to the breathers) and I arrived home drenched with sweat having had a really good workout.
Since then I have been enjoying a super-effective, gorgeous spring day!