Things have been quiet on my blog. There has not been much to report other than my standard training: swimming at David Lloyds when possible, and going to the gym across the road from work as often as I can. But today, fairly spontaneously, I ended up doing something I had not done for a long time...
A friend at work, Duncan, somehow got convinced to enter a 'Running Advent Calendar' challenge. As you may guess, it involves running 1km on day one, and increasing the distance every day, until you run 26km. Today, Duncan was due to run 18km. He came in early to make up his hours, and planned to go out during the day. As he planned his route on-line, I told him I used to run through St James's Park, Green park and Hyde park (in London, obviously). As Duncan then began to alter his route to ensure he achieved his 18km whilst also going through the parks, I found myself asking if I could join him.
So it was that we found ourselves dodging human traffic through the Christmas markets as we ran towards Westminster Bridge, and enjoyed a steady jog through the Royal parks. It took an hour and a half, and I must admit my legs ached a bit afterwards, not used to anything more than 6 miles (and that often on the treadmill, not the open road).
Quite how Duncan will manage doing 19km tomorrow, with the prospect of building up to 26km, I don't know.
For me, today's run made a nice change. But now I have to turn my attention back to putting the distance into my swimming.
A friend at work, Duncan, somehow got convinced to enter a 'Running Advent Calendar' challenge. As you may guess, it involves running 1km on day one, and increasing the distance every day, until you run 26km. Today, Duncan was due to run 18km. He came in early to make up his hours, and planned to go out during the day. As he planned his route on-line, I told him I used to run through St James's Park, Green park and Hyde park (in London, obviously). As Duncan then began to alter his route to ensure he achieved his 18km whilst also going through the parks, I found myself asking if I could join him.
So it was that we found ourselves dodging human traffic through the Christmas markets as we ran towards Westminster Bridge, and enjoyed a steady jog through the Royal parks. It took an hour and a half, and I must admit my legs ached a bit afterwards, not used to anything more than 6 miles (and that often on the treadmill, not the open road).
Quite how Duncan will manage doing 19km tomorrow, with the prospect of building up to 26km, I don't know.
For me, today's run made a nice change. But now I have to turn my attention back to putting the distance into my swimming.
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