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The new shoes done good...

Brooks Ghost 12 Running Shoes
Well, I don't know if it was psychological, or if the stars somehow aligned, but my shiny new Brooks Ghosts, are shiny no more and set out their stall as the PBs tumbled.

First up, my fastest mile. A whole second off taking me down to 9:42. There is some dispute here as Garmin gives me 9:42 and Strava says it's 9:44, but I'm taking Garmin on this one.

Next up, and Strava and Garmin both agree, 40 seconds off my 5k, taking me sub 32 minutes for the first time at 31:55. And to top it all, despite the first 2.5k being all uphill, I managed the "perfect" negative splits for each of those 5k.

You'd think that would be enough, but no, there was still better to come. Again, Strava and Garmin concurred, and a whopping 6 minutes 53 seconds off my 10k time, at 67 minutes dead (and I pretty nearly was).

I've no idea where those numbers came from. I'd have gladly taken any one of them on their own, so tonight has been something of a shock to the system.

I'm going to shower and lie down now. I think I've earned it...

Run Graph


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To anyone reading this who still has to reach their own target, good luck over the next few days. Happy running and stay safe.

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I know I've been pushing towards it lately, and having reduced my 10k PB down to 1:02:07 last time out, and having not had the best couple of days, the last thing I expected was to go out and better that time tonight. If truth be told, I wasn't even sure I was going to run that far tonight but, once again, my legs seemed to have a will of there own and as the kilometres clicked by, I realised something was going to happen, and when I reached 6k in a shade over 36 minutes, I knew it was potentially on.

The final 4k flashed by in just under 23 minutes and I "broke the tape" at 58 minutes 58 seconds. The result of this means that my PBs are now:

5k - 28:0410k - 58:5810 miles - 1:44:54HM - 2:21:21 I'm not quite sure where this new burst of pace has suddenly come from, but needless to say I'm absolutely delighted with it.

I need to set myself some new year end goals, but that's a nice "problem" to have, I guess...

A change of pace

Monday night was supposed to be long run night, but I cut it short to 5k on account of the weather deciding it was going to take a turn for the bloody awful while I was out. So, last night I decided to try again, and off I duly set.

Something wasn't quite right, and as I ground to a halt at around the 2k mark, I figured out what it was; I was bored.

Not bored of running, but just bored in general, with the weather, with my choice of route; the knowing that in 5 minutes I'd be at the fork in the path, five minutes after that I'd be into the woods, another ten minutes ad I'd be at the far end of the village, fifteen minutes later I'd be cresting the hill about to start the long downhill section towards the church. I've done it so many times, I could probably do it blindfolded.

Familiarity, as they say, breeds contempt. I may not have been feeling actually contemptuous, but I definitely wasn't feeling like continuing the run.

I was faced with the choice of gi…