After a few months of running, eating and drinking for fun I’ve been getting more and more worried that everyone else is onto week 10 of a 20 week marathon training programme while I’m replaying my last marathon in my head like the closing credits of a movie I hope will never end.
This is coupled with people tweeting with stuff like:
‘did 8 miles at 7:15 pace and felt great’
(my tweet would be something like – did 7 miles at 8:15 pace and felt shite)
Anyway, I started this week by focusing a bit more on nutrition (eating my lunch) and getting in a structured set of runs. The long one (relatively speaking at this stage), the recovery one, the MP run, the heart rate zone stuff, the hill run, etc.
Just in case you’re getting impressed with me I haven’t actually done many of these yet, but like anybody about to fail an exam, you’re halfway there once you have a plan!
I downloaded the data from the Garmin this morning – something that happens about once every 2 months – and it confirmed what I had suspected – the current shoes – New Balance 1064s (second pair) are at the end of their lives.
They have 485 miles up on them and what I was mistaking for old age and worn out limbs is just shoes that need to be changed. Uncharacteristically I invested in a new pair about a month ago so I’ll do the photo comparison between the second pair and the third pair in the next post.
While this is a bit of an anorak thing to do, from my blog stats it seems to be popular.
In other news the 2 year old boy (Tom) has started toilet training.
This basically involves one step forward and five steps back (for steps back read pissy underpants).
Still, he had success last night of both fronts – but judging by the size of the pebble he dropped he is either a rabbit or a sheep.