Involuntary Car-Free Weekend: Part 3, Running
After finding out about Daisy’s brakes in the rain, I wasn’t too keen at all on collecting Daughter from her stage class on the Tandem. So I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone, and run home with her. That way, we wouldn’t be driving (not that we can this weekend), AND she’d get her weekend training session for the Boxing Day Pudding Run done.
Of course, it was still raining cats & dogs, but the wind from the South meant that it wouldn’t be blowing in our faces on the way home.
So 20 minutes before the end of her class, I got changed into running things (basically changing from the waist down - my lovely micro-fleece lined running tights, running socks & shoes. When I die, I want to be buried in those running tights. They’re that lovely.), packed Daughter’s running shoes into a rucksack, and headed out the door.
I’ve had a good few months off running due to a plantar fasciitis problem in my right heel. It’s never been really bad (certainly not bad enough to need any sort of night splint, once I backed off the mileage), but bad enough to tell me not to run. Over the last couple of weeks I’ve been really, really doing the physio exercises, and it’s make a HUGE difference. Running felt like it used to feel.
Except . . . just WHERE did my fitness go? Anyone seen it hiding anywhere around here? Nope, I can’t find it either. The first mile was 7:30 (which now that I write it, doesn’t sound too bad at all), but running into that wind was just grim. A few months back, I would have laughed all the way through this, and easily posted something under seven minutes . . . or nearer to six if I was showing off.
None of that today. But I will get there again. Oh, yes.
For the run back, I had to do the usual thing of trying to get Daughter to slow down. It seems that seven year-olds are hard wired to run as fast as they can for 50 yards, before getting distracted and stopping. For the Pudding Run, she needs to do three miles. She’s more than fit enough to do that, but only if I can hold her back to a sensible pace.
To keep it fun, we ‘ran lamp posts’ - run for two, and then walk as a recovery for one. I say “fun”, but you have to remember that it was just above freezing point, and it was still raining buckets. “Fun” is a strictly relative term, I guess.
- Type: Run
- Date: 12/13/2008
- Time: 20:48:26
- Total Time: 00:40:00.00
- Calories: 328
- Distance: 3 miles
- Average Pace: 13:20/mile