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Thursday May 19, 2016 #
4 PM
Running warm up/down 2:00 0.45 km (4:26 / km)
ahr:146 max:153
Running long (Cadence adjustment) 1:25:21 16.84 km (5:04 / km) +78m 4:57 / km
ahr:160 max:174
So this was supposed to be a short-ish mixed recovery run, with as much of it on a trail as I could within town (considering work et al).
In fact I struggled to get going, but after a couple of pauses for stretching I ploughed on not accepting that my body just can't cooperate. I know that I had the core training to at least do something. It happened after about 6km in. So quite far out by that point and so the plan changed midway though - I did go out to the tip of Hengistbury Head with reasonable pace finally for this type of sesion (4:15ish).
At this point 9km in the run, the storm descended. I had to turn back and the wind threw sand in my face. Then in threw water in my face. Then, as I fought my way up to Hengistbury Head top, it started to try and throw me off the path. I did not let it, so instead of generating pace, at this point my effort was used up fighting the headwind.
Before the storm, I planned to do all zig-zags back to Fishermans Walk, but given the strong wind, I gave this up and ran on the cliff tops, so that I can avoid eating more of the sand blown in my face from the beach that I would likely get running on the promenade between zig-zags.
In fact I struggled to get going, but after a couple of pauses for stretching I ploughed on not accepting that my body just can't cooperate. I know that I had the core training to at least do something. It happened after about 6km in. So quite far out by that point and so the plan changed midway though - I did go out to the tip of Hengistbury Head with reasonable pace finally for this type of sesion (4:15ish).
At this point 9km in the run, the storm descended. I had to turn back and the wind threw sand in my face. Then in threw water in my face. Then, as I fought my way up to Hengistbury Head top, it started to try and throw me off the path. I did not let it, so instead of generating pace, at this point my effort was used up fighting the headwind.
Before the storm, I planned to do all zig-zags back to Fishermans Walk, but given the strong wind, I gave this up and ran on the cliff tops, so that I can avoid eating more of the sand blown in my face from the beach that I would likely get running on the promenade between zig-zags.