Category Archives: Slow run

Still doing stuff

Honest, I’m still alive!
An absence of ability to upload stats to Running Free has lead to me just doing stuff on my own, enjoying it and getting on with things, really.
I finished last year with an detached run distance of just over 6 miles which, combined with only 3 runs being over 7 miles and no runs after April of under 6 miles means, yep, I just about ran a while year of 6 mile jogs.
This year I’ve already mixed it up more with a couple of hilly interval repeats, a 7 miles outing and some shorter distance cross-country jogs, which I’m enjoying.
Also finished the year and am carrying on with some more upper body strength work, plus some bmx and mountain-bike fun.
So yes, active, just not involved!
But enjoying things.

A Sunday jog

I’ve things to do tomorrow evening, so forced myself to stop enjoying the garden for an hour and dusted these off:

I plodded off along the Greensand Way with the thought I’d enjoy seeing the fields and countryside before the 5,750 houses are built.
It’s truly criminal that, in 20 years, none of the run I did will exist.
7 miles of enjoyment with a little tint of sadness for the future.

June already

Not that you’d know it by the weather though, to be fair.
Bruised my ribs by falling off the bmx on Friday so only managed a slow jog tonight.
Still, it’s 6 miles sorted. Better things can come.

Heavy foot

Yes, just the one.
Went for a jog up the Greensand Way towards Singleton late this afternoon and got caught in a shower.
Right at the highest point, right where I turn around on a short jog, it started hammering down.
And after plodding through the now yet corn, the soaking grass past the horses which were again scared by my passing, I came to the long corn field and upon the oddest run yet.
The rain was accompanied by wind which made half the track wet (it’s a well maintained route through the harvest this time of year) and kept half dry. Which made my left shoe stay clean but the right gained weight with every stride until I attained quite a lop-sided gait. Incredibly odd, I’ve never quite had such a similar wobble.
Which made the next field which was long very wet grass oddly welcoming to clean the mud off.
And so I got home and up to 99.5 miles (105 in the daily month, I ran 6 on the last day of May)
One more run to go and June is done.
78, 56, 30.

A flourish to finish?

The month has had ups and downs, for sure. The weather has suited me quite well compared to previous years, my energy levels occasionally less so.
But it’s nice to report that, having uploaded to Running Free for the first time since the 11th, I’m now on 95 point something running miles with 2 outings to go. That’ll see me nicely past 100, then, even if Spencer does bring his kit in on Monday and we only go 2 miles – he’s not a runner, to be fair, but company is always good and he does try.
A quick 5 miles on the bike into town today added to a short 10 mile mountainbike loop on Thursday, so even my biking isn’t abysmal.
Roll on July and shorter mileage but speedwork instead ready for the holiday in August.
79, 56, 31


Fatigue, tiredness, lethargy, zzzzzz.
Thankfully there are only a few more days and a few more miles to go. Tomorrow changes plans and a cycle outing on the hilly off-road bits around Folkestone will occur instead of on Friday. But that has mixed blessings since I’ll be late home which will make Friday a tired affair!
But it’ll be fun.
And soon it’ll be over!
81, 56, 33.

Still almost at it

Yesterday resulted in a jog around the local lanes to flog out 4 miles and remember what it’s like to run in decent warmth.
Warm, that’s what.
With two pauses to tweak my right ankle/heel/achilles which decided to announce a little pain around half a mile, then 3 miles into the jog.
Very annoying.
But enough to make me think twice about a run today, even though I was going to ease around the local bit of the Greensand Way, which is a shame to pass up when it’s dry.
So I popped out on the road bike for an extended route to buy some eggs from the local farm gate. I say local-there are several closer places but this one is still only 80p for 6 and, being tight, is my favourite!
Well it got me out on the road bike, at least.
96, 59, 35.

Ailing a little

Generally feeling below par doesn’t happen that often but these part few weeks have brought on frequent bouts.
And today, tiredness and the feeling of a bit of a cold and a little sore throat has had me feeling a bit bleurgh, to be honest.
But needing milk and bananas, I came home and plodded the long way to Tesco.
And felt awful.
Still forced out a few press-ups though and several sit-ups, so all is not lost.
But any exercise is a good thing, I guess.
99, 59, 37.

Left it late again

A week with only one weights session and but a 3 mile jog on Wednesday was rescued by the amount of work I did on my windows.
Today I’d promised myself a 6 mile outing but wasn’t sure I’d make it. A morning cycle to buy a paper was interspersed by more window making and a little gardening (my water butt overflow diverter cobbled together from knackered inner tube, redundant washing machine hose and broken tap is a superb success). A spot of shopping after lunch meant I was going to cut the run to suit daylight hours rather than distance, wanting to avoid lit streets as I did.
But after a spot of country lane jogging as the light rapidly faded, my mind was elsewhere as I turned into the local housing estate and made a loop that brought 6 miles upon me with ease.
And a few minutes later a thunder storm and winds ridiculously strong from nowhere made me glad I didn’t let my mind roam anymore.
135, 94, 49

A few more miles

I wasn’t going to run today but somehow, having been going out to clean the car, I found myself instead heading out to jog the local parkrun course with our mighty leader.
A sunny morning (after another quarter inch of rain last night – will it ever dry?) saw zillions of dog walkers (some rude, others ruder) and a refreshing plod.
The car waited.