Goal accomplished, or should that read 'smashed to smithereens!!!'
oooohhhhhhhhhh, I'm so happy, happy, happy! Today I had someone drop me off at Hampton Court and I ran back along the river (after my warm up walk, of course) to Weybridge and then skirted the town on my way home. I set myself a 6.2 mile/10km goal, as I realised I'm only half a mile or so away with my current best distance.
Soooooo, after one false start (looking for a loo, about 30 seconds into running, couldn't find one so decided I'd just have to wait), I set off along the path. It was very quiet today, only a couple of dog walkers and a couple of mums with their push chairs (although it was a bit muddy). I avoided the puddles to begin with, but was soon splishy splashing my way through them. I splashed a handful of water on my face and gulped some down at sunbury lock, but only missed a few steps to do so.
Target met in one of the backroads in Weybridge, 6.2 miles at about 1 hour 9 minutes. Carried on running. 6.5 miles reached around 1.13.........carried on running 7 miles (YES I did say SEVEN MILES) completed in 1 hour 18 minutes.
Whoop whoop, I am feeling really good. Had to dash home afterwards, eat a tracker in the shower, quick change and then up to the club for my yin yoga class. I was totally shattered and starving hungry, not quite as focused as usual for the first part, but settled in well. This restorative yoga practice was exactly what I needed, the achy thigh and achey knee/shin that had started to enter my conscious mind in the last mile of my run were no more. Not a single ache, just a great feeling of rejuvenation. Relaxed and then duly fed, I came home and developed a big headache. I suspect I didn't have enough water, so a litre later (and a small sherry before dinner) and I'm feeling great.
So, who's a clever girl then? Must upload my stats now (to make sure I didn't just imagine the whole thing