'Tis all a bit quiet in blog land this week. All my nearest and dearest are either tapering for the Highland Fling or London Marathon. Many of whom are having to endure the drama that is the closed airspace around the UK.
As you may well recall I had a bit of a tug-of-war with myself as to whether to do London or The Fling. In the end the latter won, but I was never quite sure of the decision. A bit of peer pressure coupled with a) I've done London Marathon four times, and can defer my place b) I would always just be a number in London c) it's all about the WHWR this year - and my Fling application was in the post.
A lot of the said peer pressure came from the Gibbering Midget. The deal was, I sign up to Fling and she signs up to Garscube Harriers. So unattached runner no more, here she is in all her glory! Fingers crossed we've got a good team out for Saturday. The GM, Rachel, Karen Mac and I.
Since my last post, I've had some really feel-good runs. Great tempo with the club on Thursday, 3m easy on Friday, Kilpatrick hill run with the GM on Saturday, 10m steady road run on Sunday. I always think a good test of fitness is how you feel on the hills. I've been feeling really quite comfortable of late, so that's a nice confidence boost. Just need to get the fuelling right...
Today I did an 8 mile steady, tomorrow it's step reps and that's me over and out. Got a deep tissue massage booked with the Polish Ambassador of Deep Heat on Thursday.
The weather forecast is looking most favourable: Dry, sunny and fresh. Perfect.