And another 8.8km after work, an odd number as it was a spin around the block via the supermarket towards the end.
Thursday was more sleeplek in the morning followed by club training out in Berwick in the evening. Bends and Straights around the grass track, easy on the bends, harder on the straights, 8 laps, f*cking awful, I hate short stuff, takes me too long to get going and my two fast twitch fibres were not cooperating as I crawled slug like around 3.3 something Kms in about 15:30, even the ducks on the infield were mocking me (though it is conceivable that imaging that bird life is taking the mick could be considered a tad irrational, it is more likely that they were excited about a particularly juicy worm).
I was going to run this morning, so I could have a longer break before tomorrows cross country, but 3 sleepleks in one week is one sleeplek too far and the snooze button got a good hammering. I’ll do an easy 8km this afternoon; I can’t see how it will have a negative impact on racing at 130 tomorrow afternoon.
Round 1 of the Cross Country and Road racing season starts tomorrow and kicking off with the traditional 6km relay at Jells and happy to say that my club has an Open Women’s team ready to race.
I am struggling with my confidence at the moment (damn, that is hard to admit, traditionally I am your paper over the cracks type of person, put on a brave face and for pity sake don’t show any weakness!), but what the hell, a problem shared and all that. Training is going well, apart from a brief flirtation with Mr Lurgy 2 weeks ago and a soul shattering short rep session last night, but I just feel kind of heavy and useless at the moment. Not heavy heavy, but heavy in my head, it’s frustrating because it causes me to write myself off before I have even tried, wow, I can be flaky sometimes. I think it’s best to focus on small goals and not be overwhelmed by the bigger things right now. I am not going to dwell much on my time tomorrow, I am going to instead concentrate on starting out conservatively and running a negative split and not crashing on the second lap like I have every other time I’ve run this course (3 years now) and the time will be what it will be.
Yup, that sounds good, do that Em.
And do try to cheer the f*ck up
And why am I being all prissy with the *s?
Because even at the age of 36, I can still hear my mother lecturing me about not using unladylike language.