My marathon program, such as it is, has passed into the Hill phase, which doesn’t exactly fill me with joy. I’ve kind of enjoyed the conditioning phase, which just involves running lots of k’s, and doesn’t care too much about quality.
Now, and for the next 4 weeks, I’m supposed to be spending all my days leaping up tall mountains in a single bound, pausing only to outrun Usain Bolt on the rare flat bits. Terrific. Still, whatever doesn’t kill me blah, blah, blah.
This morning’s run didn’t actually killed me, but it gave it a red hot go. I’ve just checked the Bureau of Meteorology website, and when I was running (about 5:30am) it was actually 1.8 degrees.
Reading that made me feel better, because it was the first time this year I’ve actually felt cold. I thought perhaps I was getting soft, or sick. If Melbourne keeps this up, I may need to rethink my shorts and singlet outfit.
Still, I persevered. I did my usual hill course, which involves 4 laps of a 2km course, each loop includes 4 steepish climbs that take around a minute each. The focus was on having nice bouncy, springy technique, with a straight back and the knees lifted up pretty high. The stuff I’m reading suggests doing this sort of exaggerated technique is a good way to build strength.
When that was done I headed over to a nice flat spot near my house and did 6 long-ish strides, focusing on a fast camber.
What with warm-up and cool-down (ha!) it worked out to be just under 15km. Nice.
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