It was one of those evenings when I just didn’t feel like running. The legs were sore, the achilles was playing up and all I wanted to do was settle down on the couch and veg out in front of the TV.
However, it would have been a shame to waste all the work that I put into devising my new training plan, so as soon as I got home from work, I got into my running gear and headed for the seafront for my Tuesday evening ‘easy’ 5K.
Unlike my previous easy runs, I found that I wasn’t as tempted to pick up the pace as much as usual. In fact, I was quite happy jogging along at around 7 minutes per kilometre for pretty much the whole run. This was probably because I was feeling a bit tired, but I was also enjoying the slower pace.
Don’t get me wrong, I love pushing myself to run faster, but this was a different kind of enjoyment. It was almost relaxing, jogging along without worrying about pace or time or distance or about how many people were passing me. And I didn’t care how it looked, going so slowly.
The best part though, was that by the end of the 5K, I felt that I could have gone further. A lot further. Which has got me thinking about moving on to C210K at some point fairly soon.
I still want to be able to run 5K in under 30 minutes and I am determined to achieve that before I move on to the next thing. But running for 10K is starting to feel like something I could do in the not too distant future.
Perhaps I’ll try increasing next week’s easy run to 5.5K, just to see how it feels. For now though, I’m going to give some attention to my poor neglected couch and veg out in front of the TV with a nice big bowl of pasta.