The route I took today. Unfortunately.
I got up feeling as if I had pulled something in my back so, when I set off on what was supposed to be a twenty-mile run, I had a sort of stitch pain in my ribcage every time I took a deep breath. This combined with a slightly dodgy tummy, an under-prepared plan and a negative mindset led to a really poor run. Actually, it wasn’t all bad, the first two miles were a delight because I had Edward and Hector next to me on the bike, with Hector shouting: ‘Come on!’ every few minutes. They headed off to the swimming pool in Deptford and left me to go on my merry way. I tried, I really did, but every time someone overtook me I felt more and more fed-up so, after I reached ten miles – on the South Bank – I made a decision to get on the train and go home. Arrrghghg, I cringe typing that, and read over it in disbelief, I have never done anything like that before, never. And I won’t do it again. I can learn a lot from this run:
– be prepared, both physically and mentally before setting off
– look at these last few weeks before the marathon as ‘full-time’ running, not just rolling up before a long run and ‘winging it’
– get some proper running socks to prevent penny-sized blisters
– don’t try running westwards along the Thames at the weekend, it’s just daft
So there, I’ve told you all now and, as Edward has kindly pointed out more than once this afternoon, I am a quitter, but I am leaving it there and will prepare myself properly for next week’s long run.
In the meantime, can I tell you about a really quite bonkers place? Crystal Palace Park. Don’t trust the TFL website, they told me to catch five buses and then catch the train to Milton Keynes and walk from there, when actually there is a bus from the end of our road. During our visit this afternoon, we saw two men practicing whip-cracking. Yes, you read correctly, whip-cracking! They had these really long whips and were just cracking them and making an incredibly loud sound. Now, I have some odd interests, but this really is off the wall. In what situation would you require such a skill?! Anyway, Crystal Palace Park is also home to the fantastic running track, the wonderful swimming/diving pool (where we were allowed in to watch a bit of a gala), some dinosaurs, the lovely maze (pictured at the top of this post) and…wait for it…the London RC Club. As we walked past the swimming pool, we could hear this immense engine sound, which we thought must be motorbikes or something but, as we got closer, we could see that it was a miniature racing track with remote control racing cars whizzing round it! Really, if you are in the south London area, do pay the park a visit, it’s quite something.
And another thing, to distract you from my shitty run, this is what raised beds are really for:
Time: 1 hour 45 minutes 59 seconds
Distance: 10.02 miles
Average Pace: 10.17
Best Pace: 7.06