The Power Of The Moon
I wasn’t really looking forward to this evening’s run. Maybe it has something to do with still feeling tired after my move, or maybe it’s the fact that I’ve been feeling a few aches, pains and twinges with the ever increasing distances of the C25K program. Who knows? But it’s the beginning of Week 8 and I only have 10 days to go until my Park Run, so I knew I had to just get out there and do it.
After the ups and downs of Hove Park this weekend, I decided to head back down to the seafront for a nice flat run this evening. And it was nice. Very nice. In fact, it felt like a perfect evening for running.
The sky was clear and the air was cool and fresh, but not too cold, so I pulled on a t-shirt and headed for the sea just as it was starting to get dark.
I don’t really mind running in the evening. In fact, I quite like it when it’s starts to get dark. Not so dark that you can’t see properly, but I find that evening twilight quite peaceful somehow. And tonight was no exception.
There was a beautiful full moon as I headed down to the seafront to start my run so I paused to take some pictures on my iPhone.
I started off at an easy pace, knowing that I had to do an extra quarter mile. That last quarter mile had been tricky when I was doing 2.5 miles during Week 7, so I was a bit concerned about how I would cope with 2.75 miles.
However, running on the flat again made the whole thing a lot easier. I got to 2.5 miles without any problems, aches or wanting to stop. I even picked up the pace at various points just to see how I would cope with it. And I did cope. I even managed a sprint of sorts for the final quarter to achieve my fastest pace ever for a C25K run.
I’m not sure how I managed to improve my pace. Perhaps it was because I was running on the flat again; or maybe it was the fact that I had two rest days in a row; but I can’t help but wonder if it might have had something to do with the peacefulness of twilight and the power of the moon.