Felt strangely good after yesterday’s exertions, but well aware that I don’t want to push myself too hard. I have to somewhat go for it, but I need to make sure that I can recover.
This is something that some people who know me will probably laugh at… I’m tall and thin. My cousin calls me a “lanky streak of p*ss.” He has all the big words! However, a few years ago when I was in the best shape I’ve ever been in I was doing a weight training program called 5×5. Five sets of five reps – deadlifts, bench press, squat. Each workout, increase the weight by half a kilo, or whatever the smallest increment was that I had.
There’s more to it than that when it comes to backing off if you’re having difficulty and timing and that sort of thing, but it’s a nice and progressive program for beginners at least, and I got some great results for me, both fitness wise and also aesthetically. The key for me, though, was my time off. I actually felt like I didn’t have to do that much.
So too with the running, I don’t want to go out and hit it hard every night. So tonight was short distance with an effort to see if I could go a little faster. And I could, mostly. Again, when I wasn’t concentrating I slipped to my normal pace, but it wasn’t too bad.
I realised that one of the things I am “looking forward” to (inverted commas are very important!) for the actual race itself is footpaths not covered in mud and the non-requirement to dodge and weave hedges growing over said pavements.
Football on Wednesday, then see how I feel for doing a short run before the longer one in Sunday.