Training – Week 11 – ROUGH!

Oh dear! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!!
Last week’s training should have been so much more but I was thoroughly and utterly drained. Not by overdoing it, I wish!! After managing to escape the raking cough, snotty nose and fevered shivering I fell ill with……. Erm…… A horrible never ending headache that left me so drained and tense that I tied my back into knots which needed the physio to unwind!! Well, I didn’t know it was my back. The pain was in my hip but after the visit to the physio I’m working on keeping those tension knots at bay!! I tried to keep up the running but just couldn’t push myself.
Thankfully by Friday I was feeling much better and I was looking forward to Saturdays attempt at Parkrun plus easy run. So much so that I ended up arriving at Willen Lake early. An hour early! I had a choice, sit in the car and cry – depression is just plain mean sometimes!! – or run the Parkrun route in reverse at a very easy pace to arrive at the start to then race it.  It wasn’t in the plan but I wasn’t about to sit and let bad thoughts eat at me until 9am!! 
I’m pleased to say that although the easy reverse Parkrun felt like I was running through treacle I was feeling alive and great for the Parkrun itself. Weird considering I had run so badly to the start! I felt so much better for the rest of the day. The plan for Sunday 3 hours easy was looking like fun. I didn’t want to run the roads. I needed to get lost on some trails. I hadn’t been feeling too good emotionally and trail running just brings out the wonder in the world.
Again I was up early so I got myself out the door with my trail kit, etrex and first aid kit – you never know when you might need to use one!! It was great fun, I finally found some paths I had been looking for, got thoroughly muddy, followed by inquisitive sheep, found more paths I want to investigate next time and felt strong throughout the adventure. I can’t call it a run because I was run/walking/taking pictures/etrex map reading and enjoying the creepy scenery. The only focus was the last 25-30 minutes where I was running home from Rushmere park.
Enjoy the pictures ;-)

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Inquisitive sheep

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Creepy fog filled fields

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Trails to……??

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This trail is covered in nettles during the summer months

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Creepy dead tree

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No land marks at all!

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Middle of nowhere and I find the mystery footpath that I’ve been searching for!

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The mystery footpath looks like muddy fun ;-)

Training – Week 10 – Training Pro Badge

I can’t quite believe I’m in week 10 of training.  Do I get a Training Pro badge?  No?  Sigh…..  This weeks plan looks good and I’m starting to think I’m rather enjoying having a plan set out.  I’m feeling a tad tired but that would be down to full on work and running around organising birthday treats rather than anything else.  The training has been a welcome chill out time to all the madness!

So last weeks “rest” week was easy.  I’ll admit it.  I took everything at a chill out pace and still managed some good times.  Plus I did some turbo trainer work to stabilise my right hip/knee which is starting to play up with the extra mileage.  What I thought was going to be tiring and tough was very manageable once I made sure I kept to the plan.

The plan – That’s the thing that has been bugging me.  I’ve tried to set myself targets and even with the best intentions I’ve let myself down.  For some reason I’m super/ultra/obsessively keeping to “The Plan” for fear of losing valuable training.  It feels nuts!  However – I’m managing to keep up with the plan.  Somehow!!  So it seems that my training wasn’t so much lacking in intensity or quality it was down to me not sticking to a plan.  If that ramble makes sense to anyone can they explain it to me as well?

So – training this week is bigger and better.  Starting the week tired from family/work life is not such a good idea but somehow I’m still going.  Core work is done each day I’m running and those lovely, wonderful, yummy rest days are now definitely REST days.  The Blerch LOVES rest days.  Hahahaha!!

I’ll leave you with a picture of my daughters birthday cake.  MASSIVE thank you to the lovely, wonderful lady who made this for her.  My daughter utterly loves it!  Best birthday cake EVER!!! Her words not mine haha! But yes, it really is a fabulous cake.

Have a great week everyone.

Hels

Daughters birthday cake

Daughters birthday cake

Virtual Run to………. Madrid

Yes.  Virtual.  Choose the location.  Map out where I went daily and hopefully by the end of the year I will virtually run to Madrid.  No camping, no B&B’s, no travel costs, no requirement to find virtual loos on route.  Comfort of my own bed every night, home made meals, nights with the husband and kids.  What’s not to like about this idea?

Why Madrid?  My husbands choice.  In fact he’s quite excited about mapping out where I’m going to go.  He’s so excited that he was researching the route last night and asking how many miles I do each week.  He knows I love running and knows it chills me out but this response was rather endearing.

Anyhoo…..enough of that slushy nonsense.  This is a running blog!!

Here’s the initial route.  The route may change, I may go further than the planned 1,395 miles to Madrid by New Years Eve 2015.

Enjoy ;-)

Training – Week 9 Easy Does It!!

So many miles covered in January! Wow!

Last week was a toughie but thoroughly enjoyable – well, enjoyable until the wheels utterly fell off Saturday morning!!

Throughout the week I accomplished all the training runs expected.  I was very happy with what I’d done and apart from a muscle twinge around my right hip I was all set for the weekend.  By Saturday morning I was thoroughly looking forward to a good session at MK Parkrun and thought the 30 minutes afterwards would be super easy.  The session for Sunday I was planning to go early either along the LFR watchless 10 route before anyone was there or along the Leighton Tough 10 route with an adjustment to the end to accommodate for pushing myself in the last 30 minutes.

MK Parkrun was awesome – I warmed up before the run.  Ran through the course in my head where I would push myself and where I would ease off to recover.  I was in race mode, fixated on getting the maximum out of that 5k.  Heart hammering before we even set off.  I kept the panic under control, boiling away at the surface but using the adrenalin instead of closing down.  The course was incredibly icey and I kept to the grass verges as much as I could to avoid the numerous black ice patches catching other runners.  The run was a push but I kept my form and I was very pleased with the result for such a slippery run.  27:08 – not bad!!

A few minutes waiting to get the barcode scanned and then 30 minutes easy.  Oh dear!  I got myself ready to run, checked the watch was ready, started at a gentle run and then BAM! Gut wrenching queasiness and the world on a roundabout as I suddenly felt utterly drunk!  I’m amazed I didn’t smash into the pavement face first.  I usually feel like this along with a racing heartbeat and my chest being gripped by an invisible force not letting me breath when I’m having a panic attack!  Not quite knowing what the hell was going on – I took a knee….

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Yeah! Strange thing to do but I didn’t want to sit down or lean on something.  After a few minutes things started feeling okay and I tried again to set off for a run again.  To begin with I had legs of lead, stomach about to turn itself inside out and my lungs just didn’t want to work for the first five minutes.  Then everything was okay.  Back to feeling good and running was easy.  Utterly weird moment!!  This is going to make next weeks “Race” mood slightly more interesting.  I just know I’m going to hold back knowing that the remainder of the panic attack is waiting for me at the finish! Blergh!

Then Sunday – Oh dear!  No early start due to my insides not liking anything I’d eaten since Friday.  I waited to make sure there was no need for any outdoor toilet breaks before venturing out.  Good grief this is embarrassing but honest.  Thankfully I ran with my backpack which had just the right amount of water and shot blocs in it for a long run.  Both of which I used fully!  I decided on the hilly Tough 10 start to my run and was very surprised to reach Great Brickhill with ease.  At that point I didn’t feel tired at all.  It was refreshing and fabulous.  Then the big descent to the canal for the rest of the run – erm…. note to self.  Flat is worse than hills!  Hills are my friend.  Hills are like interval sessions with occasional rests.  Flat HURTS!!

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Elevation profile for Sundays run

Elevation profile for Sundays run

I did – just about – manage the increased pace in the last 30 minutes but wow that was tough.

So this week is an easier week, a recovery week.  However, I’m still running Tues/Weds/Thurs/Sat/Sun though?  Errrrrr!!  Rest = easy running.  Erm……. Okay then.  I think!?!  Maybe this is where I’ve been going wrong when it comes to training, thinking a rest week is complete rest.  The Blerch will not be happy with that! Hahahaha!! Bring it ON!!!!!!!

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To everyone else out there training – Keep up the good work ;-)

Hels

Training Continues – Week 8

Yes – it really has been 8 weeks.  Christmas was a bit of a mess for training because the running was unfocussed and more for fun.  Which is never a bad thing – I really enjoy running lately.  I may not be super fast and I may walk a lot but I keep going.  That’s when I get to nosh on snacks or grab a picture of the views or just stand/sit and relish the noise of nature – complete silence, creepy rustling, bird song, freaky squeaky squirrels and wind through the trees.

Back to training – To begin with I was finding the structure a novel experience.  Not sure what results it would create.  It was a shock to the system but I was ready for this.  I want to get as much out of the training as possible and I’m taking each planned session seriously.  So is this seriously fun training?  Yes!!  I’m enjoying the challenge each session brings with it.  Its no longer the same route, same scenery, same run.  Its now – challenging route, sections to beat and new routes to plan because I’m getting faster haha!!

I’ve been given week 8 and it’s a tough one.  Nothing I’ve not done before, nothing supremely tough in there at all.  But there’s a lot of running time to be done this week.  Best make sure I’m all stocked up and well fed then.  This weeks mileage might break the 100 running miles for January for the first time for me.  Wow!  January 2014 = 63 miles, January 2013 = 33 miles, January 2012 = 14 miles, January 2011 = 12 miles – You get the picture.  January is usually a very quiet month for me but this year I’ve got my jiggly arse into gear and worked.  This is no “New Me 2015″ – this is “I Want This 2015″.

Hope everyone elses January is just as enjoyable.

Plus, when I get a few minutes I’ll update my gear page.  I’ve managed to grab a few bargains and add some new gear to my arsenal.  Some great, some good and some I still need to try.

Enjoy ;-)

Hels

100 miles 100 MILES ONE HUNDRED M I L E S!!

Driving 100 miles is a long time sat in a car! Cycling 100 miles can be thrilling, enjoyable and yup – tough! Running/walking 100 miles – there’s something about it that just doesn’t feel real. I know I need to get my brain around it somehow, even my mojo is cowering under the table giving me despairing looks!
I know this feeling though. I have had this feeling before. This is the exact same feeling I had planning my first 50 mile ultra. The marathon training felt normal – loads of people run marathons! But 50 miles! The training plans, kit, mental training for that distance was for super fit people and I did not class myself as super fit. But I did it, I enjoyed it, I enjoyed it so much that I went back and did more! 50 miles still feels like a bonkers distance to “enjoy” but I really do like pushing myself beyond what I think is possible. The element of stress involved in tackling a big distance has developed my own skills for handling my own personal demons. Each trail event is another opportunity to learn how to cope, to enjoy rather than fear, to see the challenge rather than a closed door.
100 miles will no doubt break me, it will eat me alive and turn me inside out. I have no illusions on how difficult it will be. I’m doing this for me, to push the boundaries, to enjoy and take part in a fantastic journey. I am responsible for my own journey and cannot blame anyone else but me for this endeavour.
So when it gets to August, when I’ve done all the training I can possibly do, I need to come back to this post and remind myself.
You’ve had that feeling before.
That terrifying feeling of something waiting behind the tree/hedge/wall/fence.
I’m under no illusion as to how difficult it’s going to be.
I understand the enormous task ahead of me.
I must be flipping bonkers!!!!!
Most of all – What a grand adventure it’s going to be. Woohoo!!

Oh and as for my training – LOVING IT!!!! My pace has stabilised, I’m trying to supplement the running with lots of core workouts as well. A couple weeks of pain on the inside and outside of my shins has finally gone away – lots of exercise and massage helped! I’m running up hills almost like one of those Bambi type runners. It’s not for long but I can do it – woohoo!!
Oh – and my GoPro Xmas pressie. I’m thoroughly enjoying the fact that I can grab a pic without risking my mobile anymore.
Enjoy ;-)
Hels
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2015 – Big Changes in Small Steps

There’s no easy way to say this. I’m quiet shocked at myself. My stubborn nature can be useful but sometimes just plain idiotic at times!! I mean!! Who would have thought I would enjoy waiting to see what’s next on the training schedule? Seriously!!! Me!!!
I’ve looked at training schedules and plans before and tried to fit them into my life but I had adjusted them to the point of not fit for purpose. Plus I’m at a level of fitness where I know my niggles, injuries and fears well enough to stop or push through them if needed.
I’m thoroughly enjoying waiting for the next week of training. My mojo is back, waiting like a puppy at the door to get outside and run run RUN!! I’m running with ease around routes that had me gasping for air last year. It’s awesome!
There’s a part of me that wishes I should have sought out a coach earlier but I know there would have been excuses or frustration due to working through injuries. I’ve surpassed my own skill to be bloody minded and dig in until I make it work.
I’m not saying everyone should sign up for a coach. I’m expressing my surprise at enjoying a training routine designed for me by someone else.
As for Christmas!
I fell in love with the big distances because of the views and sheer beauty of being in the middle of what felt like no where. But I had no sensible way of capturing some of those views. To share and to keep for myself. I wanted to be able to live those moments again when my memory fails and show to my family the beauty of being fit enough to enjoy those fantastic views on foot!!
I got a GoPro camera. MASSIVE THANKS to my adoring husband. This tiny thing is good fun but with a huge price tag it’s not for everyone. So expect a few more pictures of my adventures from now on. I’m still camera shy but the views will hopefully be amazing ;-)
That’s all for now. I’ll try to keep up to date a bit more but it’s going to be a training breakdown rather than an adventure of events for a little while.
Keep up the good work for those who took up running in 2014 and welcome to the club to anyone who is taking their first steps to being amazing in 2015
Xx ;-) xX

In Training

I know I’ve been quiet for a little while. Didn’t have much to say and too occupied with office work and getting into a new routine with the family. So while I have a few minutes to digitally ramble away to the void of web space, this is what I’ve been up to.

I’ve signed up to a coach. Me! I’ve promised to listen and ask sensible questions. Why a coach? Why not save my hard earned dosh and read through all those running books and blogs to get inspiration and shortcuts – er – correct ways to train!! Well, I’ve seen the benefits of runners being coached and until now I was perfectly happy bimbling along at my own sloth pace. But….. Yes, that inevitable but!! If I want to get myself through a big distance ultra I need to get that little bit faster. I’m not happy about it. I would still be happy at the back of the pack bimbling along at my lovely sloth pace. It would not get me to the finish line of a big ultra in the time limit allowed. Sigh!

Plus I have a tenuous relationship with speed. Me and speed have not been the best of friends. More like those distant family members you know you have but just don’t talk to. That’s my relationship with speed.

So here I am. Learning – gracefully and humbly – to be that little bit faster.

My first two weeks have been interesting. I’m now running to timed workouts rather than distance. I’ve misjudged a number of routes because all the running plans I’ve done before have been focused on distance. A route I thought would take 45 minutes took 30 minutes which ended up with me doing loops until I reached 45 minutes. I’m sure there was an Einstein–Rosen bridge along that route, there’s no way I’m THAT fast!! My gps watch disagrees with me on a regular basis telling me I’m going much faster than I think I am. It’s all becoming very strange. I’ve even learnt how to program workouts into my Garmin 620 – Tempo/progression/easy. I’m regularly running along with the Garmin bleeping away at me and I’m sure I need a bleep machine myself to silence the curses I’m shouting back at the watch. Its become a little bit lonely too. I’m not sure of my pace anymore, it’s changed so much over the last couple months and the usual suspects I run with wouldn’t appreciate me speeding off into the sunset just to keep my watch from bleeping at me so I’ve kept my training runs to myself.

There’s been no training this week. Those things called “Children” brought home one of those lovely viruses that made me feel like my head was to small for my brain, all my joints were 90+ years old, all food was the flavour of cardboard and my throat and chest felt like a bottle brush had been used to clean them with bleach!! Blergh! Today has been the first day I’ve felt even slightly back to MY normal self.

Merry Xmas, Happy New Year and all that jazz
Keep on running
Hels

Do I have to? But, but, but……..2014

Yes, yes you do. What do I have to do again? Oh right. THAT!!

Training. ME!! Training. Like seriously training. Properly even. WTF!!! Welcome to Facebook!! What the flannel? Well that’s Fudged!!

I’m fairly fit now. I’m not super fit – although my kids like to brag that I am oober fit compared to other mums. I get the odd niggle which is quickly sorted out or fixed by a very very friendly local physio. I can quite happy run for miles and thoroughly enjoy the scenery rather than thinking – PLEASE MAKE THIS STOP!!!!!!! It’s been a four year journey full of frustrations, injuries, happy times and downright miserable times. I’ve witnessed a completely different self that has sometimes shocked me as to how downright determined I can be and also how much of a complete wimp I can be as well. I’ve put in hours of running, cycling, swimming, rock climbing, cross trainer(ing) and loads of time crawling over the lounge floor tying myself in knots trying to do the exercises the physio has given me to fix niggles. All of this has been my own doing and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed it, well, most of it!!

So how come I’m training? Surely I’ve trained enough and I can just go out the door and run? What’s the point?

Well. Because I’m a data nerd I’ve been analysing how each marathon has been affected by how well I’ve prepared for it. At times I’ve pulled out a really good (for me) marathon time with what felt like very little effort. Other times I’ve struggled and felt like ripping my own legs off because everything feels so downright difficult and its taken all my will to keep myself going.

I’ve looked at what I was eating. Some foods did affect me but I could eat the same thing and I would improve.

I’ve looked at how well I’ve slept. Bad night’s sleep beforehand affected how well I took on food but nothing else.

I’ve looked at how much I was doing other exercises. Direct affect. Rock climbing at the beginning of the week improved my running pace. Rock climbing a couple days before a big run made the run feel like I was running through treacle. Hmmmmmm.

I’ve looked at how often and how far I was running through the week. Another direct affect. The short 5k runs I’ve been doing have made a huge difference to my pace and stamina.

So what next? Well I’ve tried mixing up my 5k runs to include hill sprints and cross training. The club runs have been good but they’re either too easy or too strenuous. I’m running to someone else’s pace and I’m either to fast or to slow. I’ve scoured google for training plans but none felt like they would fit me and my office/family lifestyle. I’m in limbo!! Lost for how much or how little I should run/train because very few people I know are doing the same distances as me. Plus those people are A LOT faster than me!!

Hello. My name is Helen. I’m going to be training to run faster and more efficiently.

Faster? ME? What have I become!!!!

All the things I’ve rebelled against – running faster, training, serious training, running faster!!!

This is all down to me entering a 100 mile event and its no one else’s fault but my own. I’ve come to the realisation that after 4 years of trying to run I need to go back to basics and learn how to do it properly. And yes – I am ranting inside. There is no proper way to run!!!! That internal disbelief will be watching and waiting for me to not improve. To FAIL. Well there’s the line in the sand. Nothing like shear stubbornness to keep me motivated. WATCH ME!!!!

I’m of to make myself a cup of tea to calm myself down. It’s only training! What the worst that could happen?

Happy running
Hels

Dark Scary Cold Dark 2014

I suddenly realised – blog!! I’ve been busily reading other blogs and planning next year’s events that I completely forgot to ramble on senselessly on my blog. It’s been dark, scary, cold and did I mention it’s downright dark in the evenings? I’ll soon pick up the nerve to get out running in the evenings but at the moment the dark scary cold is proving to be a deterrent.

Are you sitting comfortably?

Since Stort 30 I’ve completed the once every 10 years Stevenage Marathon and the LDWA Shillington Shuffle. Both events came with lashings of rain haha!! Not unexpected for this time of year I suppose.

The Stevenage Marathon was a two lap course of the half marathon route. I was prepared for a cold run and was running light again. All I had was my water bottle filled with electrolytes and my Nathan waist pack filled with Cliff shot bloks, my mobile, car key and rain poncho. Parking was a good 5-10 minute walk away but I had loads of time to get myself ready and hand in my bag of clothes to get changed into after the run. At that point the day was cold and cloudy with a forecast risk of rain later in the afternoon so I was prepared to get wet at some point. Little did I know it was going to be a thorough soaking throughout most of the first half of the marathon. 20 minutes before the start and I head out from registration to walk to the start. There’s a little drizzle of rain starting so I shelter by the school entrance for a few minutes. Good thing I did. Just as I reach the school entrance the rain starts hammering down. Less than 10 seconds out in that kind of rain and you’re soaked. People still heading to registration looked thoroughly soaked before they’ve even picked up their number!! It was Poncho time!! Yes I felt a bit smug as I headed out to the start line impervious to the drenching rain. The only things getting wet are my hands and feet. I love my poncho, my poncho keeps me warm and dry! The rain eases off for the start of the race but moments later its torrential rain again. This carried on for most of the day. The last two hours of the marathon for me were dry but cold due to the thorough soaking from sweat I was experiencing and my legs being utterly soaked from the torrential rain but thankfully my feet were relatively unscathed considering they were soaked by mile 5. Apart from the weather this marathon was full of twists, turns, bridges and underpasses. A good view of the lake and open park but very little interesting scenery running through housing estates and industrial estates. The almost constant up, down, up, down hills gave me what felt like loads of time walking uphill but I did try my hardest to run everything else. I didn’t push myself at all for this one and took everything at a very easy pace. The resulting time was a bit of a surprise – 5 hours 8 minutes. I was expecting closer to 6 hours due to the pace I had chosen. Hmmmmm – regular 5k lunch time running is going to be a must from now on.

LDWA Shillington Shuffle. Oh what a fun that day was. I always enjoy having company on a run. If someone is faster than me I’ll happily send them on ahead so they can carry on at their own pace but today I wasn’t slow or fast. I had company and it was thoroughly entertaining. For an event like this I would usually start with how beautiful the views were but there was thick fog that only gave us 100 or so meters to see. Not far from the start there’s a big climb onto a ridge of hills. Well, all we saw was fog, more fog, a bit more fog and some lovely views of fog covered with fog. Running through open fields surrounded by fog gave a sense of complete isolation. Usually there would be views of runners/walkers up ahead or trailing behind but today – nothing but a big fluffy wall of white! Emma and Claire were taking turns using the etrex or reading the route instructions. I was happily following them or following my own etrex and occasionally following the obvious trail shoe prints in the mud.

Selfie compliments of Emma

Selfie compliments of Emma


The checkpoints were fantastically awesome as most LDWA checkpoints usually are. Sandwiches, cakes, biscuits, wraps, jelly, cold drinks, hot drinks and even soup!! Not once did I dip into my own supply of gels and after having a tea with 2 sugars at each checkpoint I felt superb! After leaving the Stondon checkpoint at around mile 17 it started to drizzle. Oh dear!! I started to get out my poncho to have it ready for if the weather decided to get really wet. Yup! It decided to get us as soaked as possible. Sideways rain whilst in the middle of a field. I was ready for it, poncho already on before the wind picked up. Emma’s rain coat didn’t quite cover her bag so she had my spare poncho and Claire was sporting some odd looking shapes in her rain coat! For some reason we were all in very good spirits. Still laughing and joking and most importantly still moving a good pace. The only thing slowing us down was the unbelievably thick, slippery mud encountered when trying to cross fields.
Did someone order mud?

Did someone order mud?


The heavy rain adding to the slip and slide fun. This carried on up to the last mile or two before the finish. Just as the light is starting to fade and we’re now running mainly on paths or road. At this point I’m running through as many puddles as I can find to clear as much mud as possible from my trail shoes. It works really well. Emma and Claire’s shoes were still caked with mud by the time we finish and it looked like I had changed my trail shoes just around the corner from the finish. This event was loads of fun with great company.
Emma selfie compliments again.  BIG THANK YOU x

Emma selfie compliments again. BIG THANK YOU x


The only odd thing about it was the fact that I felt like I could quite happily run it all again. Sure my feet were feeling a little battered but it felt like I was stopping at halfway. It was a very weird feeling. Roll on next year for the Sundon Saunter and the chance to get the triple challenge badge. Oh yes!!

So what else have I been up to?

Regular lunch time 5k running. A mixture of just 5k – 5k with two short sprints after 1 mile, 5k with hill sprints in the middle and 5k with a workout in the middle comprising of side jumps, burpees and more! All of these 5k runs have a limited max heart rate. I need to go fast but only as fast as my set maximum heart rate will allow. To begin with this proved to be incredibly frustrating. Within moments of starting my heart rate was soaring and I had to slow everything down. Recently it’s been a completely different story. I’m starting to feel when I’m close to my heart rate maximum and I’m automatically slowing down before the alarm goes off on the watch. I’ve seen my pace increase from 10 minute miles to a consistent 9:30 minute miles. When my pace reaches a consistent 9:00 minute miles I’ll reduce my maximum heart rate setting and see how I get on again. I’ve seen improvement every week and that’s the only thing that’s keeping me going at the moment. Why? It’s getting boring! The same views, the same path, the same hill, the same equipment, the same time and so on….. However, I feel great afterwards, I feel refreshed, I feel stronger and I’m definitely getting quicker. So I’m treating these lunchtime runs as a kind of ultra training. Even though it’s incredibly mind numbing I’m going to keep at it to get stronger. Oh, and I’ve started up My Fitness Pal again. Just so I can see that I’m eating enough calories rather than cutting out as much as I can. If you want to join in or cheer me on it’s the usual Hels205.

Well, I’ve rambled on enough. You can go now but a cup of tea would be nice before you leave. No? Ah well, until next time.

Happy running