I woke up early this morning and decided to head out for my scheduled run before my brain had a chance to figure out what was happening. Not that I would have talked myself out of it, but it was promising to be a very warm day, so putting it off would only bring trouble later.
As it was warm and sunny (and early!) I opted for a pair of shorts instead of my regular running trousers. I don’t often run in shorts and my legs have barely seen the light of day in years, but I figured there wouldn’t be too many people around before 8 am to be blinded by the strange blue glow emanating from my skin, so I went for it.
I started the run nice and slowly with a kilometre of easy running through Hove Park before hitting the trail. It was the usual plan, walk uphill and run downhill and on the flat, but I did manage a couple of short bursts of running to get me to the top of the first climb.
In fact, I would probably have run a bit more if it hadn’t been for the nettles and weeds that have started making their way across some of the narrower sections of the trail. Luckily though, despite my bare legs, I managed to escape with no stings and only a few scratches.
After emerging from the trail, I crossed over to the field on the other side of the road. This section is fairly flat so I tried to run as much of it as possible before the next hill appeared, reminding myself that I wasn’t out to break any records – just take it slow so that you can run as much as possible.
Before long, I was heading into the woods for my favourite part of the trail, with a nice long downhill section and lots of dips and turns to keep me on my toes. Of course, the climb back up again isn’t quite so much fun, but I managed to maintain a good walking pace for the most part, and even got in a few short bursts of running here and there.
After that, it was plain sailing, with a bit if a run walk across the field and then a good run back down through the nettles and weeds before returning to Hove Park.
Usually, I stop running when I get to the bottom of the hill, but for some reason this morning I found that I was still going once I hit the park and didn’t want to stop.
I checked the Garmin and realised that I’d completed more than the 8K that I had planned to do, but I was having so much fun that I decided I’d keep going to 10K instead. Naturally, I was pretty tired by then, so slowed back down quite a bit and reverted to run/walk even on the flatter sections, but it didn’t matter because I was feeling better than I’ve felt in a long time at the end of a run.
I guess the training is starting to pay off after all.
How’s your training going? Do you like to run in the morning? Please share your thoughts in the comments.