Ups and Downs

I pushed myself out of the door tonight and set off for the promised hill session. For some inexplicable reason my legs felt really sore despite only having a light session last night. Perhaps it was psychosomatic. I went through that familiar internal dialogue, on one hand wanting to do the session as planned, while on the other working out short cuts and considering options like running at a steady pace rather than sprinting up and jogging down the hills.

In the end, not only did I do the hills (albeit not quite as fast as intended) but thanks to a couple of mental aberrations I ended up doing an extra half mile or so. Turning left instead of right meant adding a few hundred yards in the middle of the run - adding distance but also giving me more recovery time. Finishing the hills I did it again, turning left instead of right and adding another few hundred yards to the jog back. It's just as well I didn't go too far out of my way, because as I approached home, my lower intestine approached critical mass... When I got in I had to do one last hill sprint - up the stairs to the bathroom!