Thursday, 14 June 2018
Mottisfont Roses & 13 Miles With Pop
I was feeling the need to get back to some long distance runs so yesterday Pop and I set out for ten miles. The first three or four were, as usual for me, a bit meh, but by the time we hit ten I was feeling more in my stride and I wasn't ready to stop, so we carried on and made it a nice, round half marathon. Pop was flagging a bit, which isn't like her, otherwise I would have carried on to eighteen. It was hot though and by that time I'd drunk the litre of water I'd taken with us and Pop had probably had enough of drinking from muddy puddles (although I have to say this is her preference over clean water). I also only had a couple of scrawny jelly babies with me, some left overs from the marathon I discovered still in a pocket, and although they were fine for running a half, I wouldn't do eighteen miles without something more substantial, so we called it a day at 13.
I was quite pleased with the time - 2:09 - two weeks after a marathon and with 300m elevation that's not bad for me. But I was more pleased with the way my system got stronger the longer I was out and also the fact that I felt ready to run further. I'm back into marathon training now for August's outing and so far, so good.
This morning, a swift trot round the Mottisfont roses in the drizzle before the hordes arrived. They are looking spectacular.
And a scamper round the fields with the dogs first thing in the rain. Pop came home soaking wet and Teddy spent a good fifteen minutes licking her dry (how does that work?). Sweet boy.
Hope you're all tickety boo?