The popularity of the Bushy Park Time Trial is on the rise. With almost 400 runners each Saturday you’d think there’d be at least one or two as slow as me. Not a chance – how did all those new runners get to be so fast?!
Hardly anyone to chase at all this week, I had an early daliance with a run/walker. We passed pleasantries to and fro about 6 times, after that I think she decided to stay behind me and take the conversational pressure off. Despite the limited competition I managed another pb. My 5km time has improved by more than 2 mins in the time I’ve been attending the time trial, which makes me think that the magic 30 minute target may be achieved one day.
Met with Jae straight after the run again for another shattering morning on the mountain bikes. These bike-run-bike brick sessions absoultely exhaust me, I was supposed to be fitting in a swim this afternoon but I really didn’t have the energy to float. Went for a jug of Pimms instead.
I’m handing out jelly beans at the London marathon tomorrow, I’ll be at mile 22 so there will be plenty of opportunity for me to have scoffed them all before the runners arrive exhausted and in desperate need of a sugar rush – please accept my apology in advance. I’m hoping that the experience will put me off the idea of ever entering a marathon, that way I can save myself the relentless, arduous, gruelling experience that is marathon training.
Good luck to all the runners tomorrow, hope its not too much of a scorcher (although that would make my day quite pleasurable).