Actually, to be fair, the tide wasn’t high. My run took me along the Portway again tonight, next to the river, and it was very much low tide, with the steep, muddy banks of the Avon glistening on my port side.
But I was listening to Blondie’s Greatest Hits, so the song was in my mind 🙂
I’m surprised how blasé I’m getting about running now. When I got home, I quickly got my stuff together and got out of the door, conscious of the dwindling light, and just decided to do 5K.
So, a nice simple run, on the flat, tonight. It was fine overall, there was a good bit at the end. I was just coming around the corner on the way back, where the full width of the Suspension Bridge expands into view across the Avon Gorge, and the half-hour beep went off. So, I knew that if I could finish my 5km in less than six minutes, I’d have beaten my previous time.
So, I picked up my pace, just as Denis burst into my earbuds, and kept going fast for the last five minutes. In the end, I shaved a minute off my previous time, coming in at just a tad over 35 minutes. Here’s the full details where you can see my little tail-end burst of speed on the graph.
So, it’s all good. Think I’ll head up to the Downs again for the weekend’s jogging, so I can go when it’s nice and light…
Not just used to it, but blasé! \o/
You seem to be well and truly bitten by the running bug — long may it last!