I nearly forgot to go running today! I happened to look at the clock at about 6:30 and it suddenly dawned on me! Having the day off, plus the later daylight, may have thrown me.
Anyway I quickly cobbled together a route - basically my now habitual Tuesday hilly route with a few miles tacked on, looping round the mill pool, totalling about 9 miles. I'm feeling a need to add a few miles where I can not only because I've been running a little short of late but because I'm going up to Yorkshire this weekend for my Mum's birthday so won't get many miles in, if any.
Anyway, it was nice to be out at that time and it still be daylight, and a few extra miles was certainly no chore.
Have I mentioned my old club lately? I don't think I've been missing them too badly, though it's always nice to bump into them as I have at several races.
At one point this evening I turned out of a side road to find myself behind the Sparkhill Harriers 'peloton' but too far away to shout. I recognised Gavin at the back and when he turned round I waved but he didn't see me - I was on the other side of the road by this point ready to turn off. I figured that now the clocks have gone forward they would be on one of their 'running round and round a field' sessions in one of the many fields across the river from my route and kept looking out for them but didn't see them again. Checking their website later I found that they were doing what they call a 'fartlek' session which probably meant that we were never far apart, them on river bank paths and me on the road with a row of houses between us.
For me, a fartlek means making it up as you go along, in terms of the pace changes, so a session where the changes are prescribed isn't really a fartlek... but I'm just being picky.
Despite leaving it until the evening, when I could have gone out at any time of the day, I was still home in time for the England game.
I must remember to be ready when Joe comes round tomorrow...
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