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Slow and steady

I am aware that "slow" is a relative term. Running 5k in a time of 33:06 isn't even particularly slow for me, even if it is almost five minutes off my current PB; and for some people it would be a pace they aspire to achieve. The point was, after the exertions of my half marathon effort on Saturday, followed by a 20 mile cycle on Sunday, today was always going to be about easing myself out at a steady pace and running well within my limits.

There were a few aches and niggling complaints, but on the whole I got round my chosen route without too much strain.  The fact that it was a pleasantly mild evening with the early evening sunshine streaming through the branches as I wound my way through the woods certainly played a part in my general sense of well-being. Birds were calling overhead, squirrels scampered through the branches, even the local cattle seemed to be enjoying a quiet evening. Nature, it seems, is completely indifferent to the struggles we humans are currently having to contend with; which, I guess, puts us firmly in our place.

The good thing is, my legs still seem to be holding up despite my best efforts to wear them into the ground; so I guess that means, barring misadventure, I'm good to run again another day...

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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...

#MilesForMind - Job Done!!!

At the start of the month I set myself a #MilesForMind target of 75 miles. Having started my assault on that total on Saturday 2 May with a half marathon, twelve runs later, I completed the task tonight with a 5k in glorious sunshine to bring my total to 75.59 miles. It's not impossible that I might squeeze one more run in over the weekend to stretch my total further, but those will be bonus miles; the target I set myself has been achieved, and I'm feeling decidedly chuffed with myself.

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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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.

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