After a short warm-up, Jill broke the news that we were doing a 1600 then 4 x 400 followed by 1600. Yikes! The aim was to keep the last long rep the same as the first. Jill admirably sat out the first rep - with the excuse of watching the jackets. As we set off she shouted behind us "And I don't want to read about this in your blog!". Consider yourself blogged, O'Neil. And here's a picture of Jill and I on Kilimanjaro. See we're bessie mates really.
The session was really tough - especially as my calves were a little tight from Sunday - but really worth while. It's great to mix up sessions, rather than go out a do continuous mile/km reps. Reps were 7.08, 1.35, 1.42. 1.35. 1.27 (although distances weren't even remotely accurate) and 7.10.
So now that I feeling the love for the winter warm up, I need to embrace the other route I moan about...namely anything that involves running along the canal. It's the dullest run in whole world. Time stands still. It's like running on a treadmill, as the scenery doesn't change. And those wee pesky stones get in your shoes. Jill joked that the light nights are upon us so we'd soon be off the winter warm-up and back on the canal. Witch. Thankfully Sonic is the new route master for Thursday night runs. I'll be inspecting the course to decide whether I'm making his dinner. Te he.