Remember how I work on the loose theory that after every bad run comes a good run?
Let’s hope that’s the case because tonight wasn’t good at all, and my next run will be the Lisburn 10k on Wednesday night …. so, according to the theory, I’ll do well in that.
Then again, I couldn’t do any worse. I went with the club 45-minute group tonight but despite this being my normal group I really struggled.
I think a lot of it had to do with the heat. In fact, I’m sure of it because at one point I felt a sickly sensation in my stomach, although that came after shuttle ‘sprints’ up the Frys Road – never easy, but definitely a challenge in tonight’s conditions.
I wasn’t the only one feeling it. I know a few of us were, which is why I’m putting it down to the heat.
Another contributory factor is what feels like a slight ‘pull’ in my left calf muscle. It happens from time to time, and I felt it tonight, but it was also pointed out to me that I seemed to be running/walking with a limp. I’ll need to keep an eye on that.
Speed wise it was, by a considerable amount, my slowest run for quite some time, my slowest average per mile – marathon aside – for well over two months.
Tonight was a one-off, I can do better, I have done better and I can do better. Let’s leave it at that and move on.
HUFF, PUFF AND SHUFFLE 