This weekend's long run was on a Saturday rather than Sunday, and I press-ganged into doing the full length marathon training session - 16 miles out from town, roughly following the Irwell north out towards prestwich, and looping back.
You'll notice that description is a bit vague - I used google maps afterwards to work out where on earth we went, but quickly got lost. It feels quite odd not knowing where it is I've been, when I'm used to running my own routes. I'm doing my best to get a route map from one of the other runner's GPS watches - if I get it, I'll post it up.
In the meantime, the heartrate info and so on is here
I felt pretty good for most of the run, all things considered. Very heavy legs by about 13 miles in, but I got round ok. Two & a half hours is much longer than i've ever run before, so I has happy with that. Plus, that pace would put us about bang-on 4 hours for a marathon, which isn't too shabby at all.
The problem with it being on a saturday, is that saturday morning is followed by saturday evening. And this particular Saturday evening started with watching a 5pm rugby match in the pub.
I recall worryingly little about what happened later, but suffice to say afternoon pints of strong continental-style lager beer straight after running all morning isn't the cleverest idea I've ever had.
Luckily, I've been reliably informed I didn't make too much of a fool of myself, and the weekend runs revert to a Sunday next week.
Will.
p.s. Big love to a number of unexpected donors to my fundraising. You guys rock.
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