Today's planned run was a very gentle 1 mile. However, on the way home from work, the sky turned dark grey, the clouds opened, and it absolutely poured down. The wind was so cold it made my poor bald head sting. Postponement looked likely. I got home, and aimed for tea (lasagne) for half six when some other member of the busy household should be home. While eating, the grey skies cleared and a really beautiful bright rainbow appeared in the sky. Could this be a sign? By eight o'clock, the night had drawn in and the stars and moon were shimmering brightly. A perfect night for a slow run.
I pulled on the 2150s, and at half eight, with no warm up (wife watching Holby on telly), I set off - very gently. My mp3 was playing away, and I just gently jogged around the estate. Didn't have to worry about my breathing, as I wasn't going fast enough to get out of breath. I let my mind wander to when I'd run around this route near Christmas and enjoyed all the houses with their festive lights. I comtemplated dressing up as a zombie and running around on Halloween to scare the crap out of the kids Trick or Treating. At times on the route, I even considered running faster, but reminded myself that this was a gentle run, and that if I did decide to sprint suddenly it may result in a deposit of lasagne on the pavement. So I kept up my slow pace, completed my mile with no difficulty, and could easily have gone on further.
Garmin stats: 1.01miles in 10mins 48.28secs. Average speed 5.6mph. Max speed 6.1. Exactly as planned. Only annoying thing was the date on my Garmin. So I corrected it for next time.
Bring on Thursday!!
