Fastest Ever Km
Ran my fastest ever kilometer today. 3:54. It was downhill but it was good to finally break the 4 minute km. Never thought I’d do it but sure enough when I seen that I was running a 3:59 min/km I put a step on and didn’t look back.
The downside to pushing hard is that I wanted to throw up. I’ve never been sick on the run before (apart from the time I vomited Jaffa cakes into a bin in Stamford Hill) and my greatest fear is straining so hard to vomit that I shit myself. I can barely trust myself to not shit when I’m pissing. I’m getting old and I have control issues.
I ran up to Knockagh Monument again tonight. It’s always a nice run and it’s relaxing to me. Sometimes it is great just to relax when you’re out there. Pushing yourself all the time can be a bollocks.
I don’t know what my next goal should be. I’m doing Liverpool to Manchester this time next week so it’ll be good to finish that strongly. No time goal or anything but I’d love to run the last 25 miles quicker than the first 25. My strategy is to always start slowly in these ultras so that I have something left at the end.
Relaxing tonight in a restaurant with my family. I’ve had two courses of dessert. Fuck potatoes.