Holiday running

Facing the first really long runs of my training programme, I thought that going on holiday would present some really good opportunities to get out with company, run in some new places, and have my children engaged in fun stuff while I potter around the hills. And, of course, the chance to get active after the Christmas excess. For me, it's not Christmas without pud. And lots of it.

But the reality was a little different. I struggled with leaving the rest of the family to go out running, especially when it meant they needed to plan their days around me. I hadn't realised how important routine is to my running - meaning that without the usual constraints of work, school and my husband's schedule, there was no pressure to get out running, and to go NOW! We didn't get to do some of the runs we'd planned, but we did go exploring a totally new track and got some good kilometres done. And I did all but one of my scheduled runs, the missed one due to a turned ankle (now totally OK, luckily!)

On the way down from the trig at Ringawhati. My left knee shows what happens to
clumsy runners on this track!

That said, it's good to be home as I face up to the bigger weekends on my programme. This weekend, it's five hours on Saturday and three on Sunday. Those are pretty certain to get me back on track. I'm thinking bring it on, just not saying it all that loudly yet!