I felt better this morning — it was 5°, clear, and my limbs were loose and mostly strong (I had some early twinges in my knees, but they faded quickly), and the same 9:59 as yesterday (short course again).
Stiff, cold, gusty breezes which made the 6° feel a lot colder, but a surprising 9:59 on the short course.
3°, but muscles still tight. 10:21.
Both yesterday and this morning, temperature around 0°, muscles stiff and tight, and times of 10:40 and 10:31.
I felt as though I was tight, not really opening up or stretching at all, and the air was crisp-cold and my breathing was laboured, but the timer says 10:05 (though is is approximate due to some wrong-button-mashing).
After making much of my week’s daily runs, I missed the last three days due to (a) a short holiday in Wells and (b) pure rubbish weather plus a late-ish sleep yesterday morning. This morning, on four hours sleep due to a late night at Oriel, cold and dry weather, I ran 10:24.
About four years ago (?), I began skipping rope in the mornings. At first, I just went through the motions — simply turning the rope over my head and jumping once or twice exhausted me. I skipped roped a few times a week, and gradually got to the point of doing a fair amount of…
4 degrees, legs a bit tight, 10:31.
I’m going to the GP this morning after Morning Prayer for a look into my ear, which has been popping ever since the holidays. I flew with a head cold, and the ascent out of Indianapolis caused me agonising pain. Since then, the ear has been mostly all right, but has unpredictably popped, making vowels…
Heavier, more blustery winds than I’ve experienced on the ‘official’ storm days. Consistent light rain, 11°, 10:17.
I took some extra time limbering up this morning, which paid off. I felt much more loose-limbed than I did yesterday morning. The temperature is all right, about 11°, but the winds are strong and gusty — some steps, I felt as though I were being pushed backward. Still, it must have provided a less…
I gave myself yesterday morning off, but it’s against my new rule of running that I take two consecutive mornings off. So I’m back to my mile this morning, however chilly the weather. It felt as though I were running through waist-deep treacle. 4°, breezes (including an unwelcome headwind on the Cowley Road), 10:42.