7:30 a.m. 8 miles in my ASICS Nimbus 14's. Well, I have to say, ASICS have out done themselves with the Nimbus 14. What a shoe. The 13 was clunky, comfortable, cumbersome and cushioned; the 14 is saucy, sexy, sleak* and snug and you can actually feel that IGS thing working. Great shoe. Well worth the wonga. That's the end of the alliteration.
The legs are heavy this morning and I'm hoping they recover in time for tomorrow luchtime as they have a rearranged date with 4x1 mile @5k pace off 90 secs. I've switched my An. T. run and my 5k pace session because of the weather. Thursday's supposed to be less windy than Saturday. So, although I'd prefer waiting until Saturday to knock-out the mile reps, I've moved them forward to Thursday. Tonight's easy 8 miler should help shift the fatigue...
*see comments apropos of the meaning of this gobbledegook word.
5:30 p.m. 8 miles easy. Ran without a watch but had to keep pulling the pace - youthful exuberance and all that.
Went food shopping tonight and took the rapscallions. What a mistake. Got to the checkout and there was all kinds of everything in the trolley. They fleeced me. But I did manage to get the ingredients for my leek and potato soup, which I'll make tomorrow.
With the olympics coming up, I'm sure everybody's looking forward to all the distance stuff and I suspect all of the track and field. But I'll give you the heads up on something super special. The women's boxing. Yep, the women's boxing. The star of the olympics will be Katie Taylor - you heard it here first, on Bam's blog. She plays football (soccer) for Ireland and she's the world champion in her weight at the old fisty-cuffs. Even if you're not into pugilism you must watch Katie Taylor - she's a once-in-a-lifetime sports person. She spars with the Irish men's national team - they'll do very well too - and they go hell for leather at it with her. She'll be carrying the flag for Ireland. | 