Panic stations. It’s less than 10 weeks until the Edinburgh Half Marathon, and I’ve not really done much training. I’ve done a lot of spinning and written a book, but running has not been happening.
So this morning, I went onto the Edinburgh website and changed my predicted race time. When I entered, I was determined to break one hour 30, but that was last year when I was still running. There’s no way I can do that in 10 weeks, and I didn’t fancy lining up on the start next to all the super speedy runners. Instead, Continue reading →
I HAVE to admit that I’ve not really been committing heart and soul to my training. I’ve been doing a five-week short story course and faffing about writing my book instead, so running has been done if and when I’ve had chance.
Some training has occurred though, just not the kind of training that gets results. The type of training I’ve been doing is called fannying about, which achieves nothing. So, it’s time to stop fannying about, get my arse in gear and get some hard work done.
But before I begin, I thought I’d better confess to what training has looked like so far. Here is my training from 22 January to 11 February. Continue reading →
I SHOULD be celebrating because last week I completed my first full week of training. This is very exciting stuff. I’m not fit, but at least I’m on the way to fitness. I’ve got time too, because the Edinburgh Half Marathon is not until May.
WITH the arrival of the new year I was excited and looking forward to getting stuck into some serious training so that I could achieve all my running ambitions. Everything was going well, until I fell over, injured my foot, and then developed a severe case of man flu.
IN all my years of running I’ve never had a training schedule. I’ve always made it up as I go: hills one night, speed the next, a bit of tempo here, a threshold there. I’ve tagged onto other people’s training, joined in with club runs, but never had a plan telling me what I should be doing and when.
For a long time, my slap dash approach has worked. This is mainly because my friend Fiona is an amazing runner, so I trained with her as often as I could. Whatever she did. I did. This was great. I improved so much I even started picking up a few prizes, something I never thought would be possible. When Fiona had a good run, so did I. When Fiona was ill or injured, my fitness suffered. This didn’t bother me too much. I just carried on enjoying it all, amazed to be dong so well. With Fiona’s help, I got my 10k PB down to 40 minutes and won all of this and more.
I was even hopeful of breaking 40 minutes for 10k. I didn’t have a plan as to when and how this would happen. I just believed it would. I was really relaxed about it. I’d just continue training with my friend and it would come, no problem.
THE Great North Run is only days away. I was hoping to report that my last few weeks of training had been a great success, but I can’t. They’ve been a disaster.
I’ve been ill, not at death’s door or anything, but I’ve not been well enough to run. I tried. For a few days I went about my normal training routine, until last Friday when a tough mile rep session set me back so much I had to Continue reading →