A very rare 8-hour sleep meant I had to dive out of bed at 7.45, eat, walk the dog and drive to Kings Heath Park to meet Dan for 8.50.
I wasn’t expecting to see Nick, David, Steve and Paul from KHRC waiting in the car park for a run of their own. Serious long distance runners these four, so I was only imagining a brief chat before we went our own ways. But they were planning a sensible 9.30 pace and invited me and Dan to join them. With the 15 minutes I owed the programme from yesterday I was planning to run for 1 hour 15 minutes and to peel off when I’d had enough. Tom and I ended up doing 1 hour 30 and 10 miles, a bit more than I was expecting and I decided to stop as soon as my knee showed signs of stiffening.
I hope to keep to this distance for the next couple of weeks so I can get back on track with the programme. Hopefully this will keep any niggles at bay.
Anyway, a really nice run: conversations ranging from marathon disasters, gym workouts and what a bummer it is getting old and joined by a french bulldog for a short while. Paul wondered whether Steve had pork scratchings in his back pocket. I for one was very disappointed when the owner insisted on having her dog back.