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enitharmon) wrote2006-04-25 12:44 pm
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Rosie on the Road in the Rain
I'm being lax again!
On Sunday I set myself 35 minutes in very light drizzle. I ran along the Kennet starting from the corkscrew bridge in Coley (the slight incline of the road bridge followed by the steeper downhill of teh corkscrew gets me off to a good start and of course the bridge itself has quite a bit of spring in it.) Thirty-five minutes got me wel beyond Southcote Lock and almost to the Cunning Man at Burghfield Island. It felt like hard work and I was panting quite a bit before the end but i got there without too much discomfort and without needing to stop. I feel that I'm strating to return to my pre-Christmas form.
Today I set out for a gentle thirty minutes along the same route. I must have run faster than I did on Monday of last week because thirty minutes took me well beyond the Southcote footbridge and right up to the weir beyond the lock. It was drizzling at the beginning and raining quite hard by the end, but it felt comfortable to run in. Once again I was puffed by the end and my legs were feeling the strain a bit, but I easily managed to complete the task without stopping and at a good pace.
On Sunday I set myself 35 minutes in very light drizzle. I ran along the Kennet starting from the corkscrew bridge in Coley (the slight incline of the road bridge followed by the steeper downhill of teh corkscrew gets me off to a good start and of course the bridge itself has quite a bit of spring in it.) Thirty-five minutes got me wel beyond Southcote Lock and almost to the Cunning Man at Burghfield Island. It felt like hard work and I was panting quite a bit before the end but i got there without too much discomfort and without needing to stop. I feel that I'm strating to return to my pre-Christmas form.
Today I set out for a gentle thirty minutes along the same route. I must have run faster than I did on Monday of last week because thirty minutes took me well beyond the Southcote footbridge and right up to the weir beyond the lock. It was drizzling at the beginning and raining quite hard by the end, but it felt comfortable to run in. Once again I was puffed by the end and my legs were feeling the strain a bit, but I easily managed to complete the task without stopping and at a good pace.