Monday
I have less than 6 weeks left until the Lakeland 50. Ever since the Mallorca Ultra I have been putting my feet up really and this week I decided that, if I am going to give it a go in the Lakes, then it's now or never. To get the sessions in I took full advantage of the commute to work run. I am increasingly appreciating the pleasures of this at the moment. In understanding the satisfaction of the commute to work run, the folowing formula is vital:
Time lost to running = normal commute time - running commute time.
In other words, the only commitment of time spent running is that spent over what you would normally have spent sucking on someone else's exhaust fumes in traffic. In some urban instances I can imagine that this time could be close enough to 0mins!
Tuesday
Celebrating James' bday at the Pultney Tavern |
Wednesday - is double day!
I hadn't run a double for over two months and so I took a pretty straightforward 10k route along the canal path to work and then back home again. Some tightness in the achilles after all that springting last night but it felt good to be clocking up the week's miles and drifting along with the pollen seeds in the pre 7am coolness.
Hot air balloon top left and Keynsham village church barely visible right of shot on the horizon |
Thursday
Just the usual bike commute to work. Gotta get that balance right!
Friday
Homeward bound on Friday - Kelston Round Hill in my sights top left of shot |
Ran a solid double today starting with a really fresh morning session through the wheat fields. Explorative shoots of brambles and ferns are trying to build bridges across all the footpaths at the moment. The scratches they leave are worth it for the variety they provide to otherwise tame footpaths. Popping out of one of these verdant tunnels I run into some rowers who are getting their boats out of the water at Saltford. They too are rife with that early morning post exercise glow. I loop around on the way home to take in two good Cotswold climbs: up to the Roundhill first and then down to Wooley before climbing up to Little Solsbury Hill via Swainswick. I clock 55 miles by the end of Friday with plans to push it out to 70+ at the weekend.
It's suprising that Strava says I got so much in. But those work miles are really the way forward I think. You definitely stick it to the man like this. Just don't let on to him how much you are enjoying yourself!
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