London Calling

2010-01-19T19:00:00.000-08:00

Well here we go my training plan has finally kicked off properly, after a slightly delayed start due to our lovely seasonal weather and an annoying pain in the left knee. The week has started well with a harder than expected run with my regular training partner Mike, or as reader's of my sister blog know him Ginna, the ginger inspiration.

My initial plan had been to due a steady 8 - 10 miles as i slowly build up the mileage on my weekly long run, but Mike had suggested a half marathon as he is gearing up for a rather insane challenge involving no sleep and a lot of canal towpaths!

Considering we set off not knowing quite what route we were going to take, or what mileage we were going to complete you may have expected us to take things slowly, build into our run, well that's what I'd been expecting too, Mike though was in monster mood, an altogether different beast to the wheezing, soup fuelled athlete who'd struggled through last Wednesday's snow covered club run. A brisk pace kept increasing as both us egged each other on, until the ginger pony tail bobbed away from me as we pushed up towards Molescroft.

After a recovery mile of sorts we both decided to push the pace again, although thankfully this time Mike took my lead for the pace and the increase was less brutal, as we passed through the 10km mark a quick glance to the wrist showed our pace had been more than brisk and I'd been dragged a long in a PB of 50'16 minutes.

At this point it was decided a half marathon might not be the best possibility, and as we carried on at decent pace, a compromise of 10 miles was decided, as we eased down the pace, conversation returned. I was busy babbling on about my hopes for the upcoming Ferriby 10 and Mike was detailing his hopes for his attack along the Wolds Way.

If the rest of the week follows Monday night's trend then I'm on for a punishing week!

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