The Tarawera Ultra course doesn't have any massive hills, compared to Kepler for example, but there are fair few undulations. My training record looks a lot like that at the moment, except the last couple of weeks have been steep descent.
At this stage, my programme has me concentrating on long weekend runs every second week, with a couple of moderate week-day runs but no big distances through the week. It seems to be working well - I feel strong and fit, but I do get ancey after ten days without a really big run. And though for me its about time and not distance, I still like to see lots of kms on the clock.
Then last week I got a cold which isn't a big deal, granted, but enough to set me back and spend 7 days feeling miserable. You know the ad where God hands out goodies to the world and New Zealand gets pineapple lumps? I got the ability to make a cold last at least two weeks and add at least a URT infection to the mix. Snotty, boring, dispiriting.
But now for the up again - and a big up it will be, too. This weekend is the biggie: 7 hours on Saturday, backed up with 4 more hours on Sunday. And I'm really looking forward to it. This feels weird: I half expect the nice people in white coats to pop along to see me anytime soon. That's if they've got time after they've been to see everyone else who runs a lot further than I do!
The big run will be a physical boost and a confidence boost, and looking at the forecast, no bad way to spend a weekend in Wellington. In fact I'll be looking for shady spots to hang out. Maybe time to turn off Mr Brain and do laps around Otari. Here come the white coats...
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