So the marathon training has not been going exactly to plan, but at least it's still been moving, albeit very slowly. I went for a run outdoors today which is unusual as I've been favouring the indoor treadmill run recently and strangely enough I quite enjoyed it. I decided on a route that I had been on about a year ago and remember starting off quite slowly and almost turning back. This time though it was really quite different. The first couple of miles went quite quickly and I was confident when hitting mile 4. This new found confidence meant that I had time to plan an extension to my run, just a couple of miles mind.
Unfortunately, my legs started feeling it after the 6 mile mark and by the time I arrived home, after 8.6 miles, they were definitely feeling heavier. On saying this, I think another run on Friday is called for but of a smaller distance and faster pace all ready for another 8.6 miler at the weekend. I know it's not too long now till the London Marathon but I'm still confident about completing it in a good(ish) time. I wonder how The Old Hand is getting on.
On a slightly different note, I had a phone call from the charity I'm running for and felt quite embarrassed when he asked how far I had run so far. That's the sort of encouragement I need to get back out there.
Off to bed now for me.
See you soon.
Wannabe