Joy here...Well we're back home after our trip to London, and I will admit outright at the start of today's post that aside from those
two little runs in Hyde Park we did not run again in London. Oh, we bought new runners; we set our alarm; we told ourselves again and again that we'd be out the door to run before sightseeing, but somehow it just never happened. We convinced ourselves that since we were walking around for about 8 hours straight every day, that must compensate for our lack of running. We told ourselves, "heck, we're on holiday, it's okay to take it easy." And we justified our eating of unhealthy British food and our lack of exercise.
Now it's time to pay the price.
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| We've traded scenes like this... |
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| ...and this... |
We've left behind our holiday mode, no doubt borne up by the spring-like weather and are back to winter and reality.
We went for our first run since returning, and I won't lie to you. It was a slog. Everything seemed to hurt. And even though I could tell myself that I was probably just stiff from sitting scrunched up on the plane for 7 hours, and even though I could tell myself that I was probably still a bit jet lagged, and even though I could tell myself that I'll be back on track for my 30km race (in 4 weeks!), I felt out of shape and slow.
Here are my run stats:
Ran for a total of 56:00:52 for a distance of 9.14km with an average pace of 6:08min/km.
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| ...for scenes like this... |
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| ...and this!!! |
Please keep your fingers crossed for me and send me all the good vibes you can that I can somehow increase that running time from around 1 hour to around 3 hours in 4 short weeks! Ack!
Over and out,
Joy
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