Week 11: Weds and Fri - ticking over

Runna no more

This morning I unlinked Runna from Strava and Garmin, then logged out of the app. I’ve had enough. It was tedious and depressing to keep hitting “skip workout”, and I read through tons of their help and it seems there’s just no way of actually just giving up on a plan – hence the nuclear option was the only one. Oh well.

I continue to blame it for my current state. The fall from the ~5 week high at the start was precipitous and I’m not going to try another plan. The only thing I gained was perhaps the ability to run hills a bit better, and I will likely lose that because I’m extremely unlikely to actively choose to run hills again.

So long, Runna, Enjoy the 100 quid you made from me. Oh well. Makes sense why you only have a 2 week trial too, sneaky.

Wednesday: 2km

I only go to my employer’s office twice a year, for what we call “summer week” and “winter week”. This week was winter week, so I commuted on Tuesday and the drinks flowed somewhat with my colleagues. Got home at a reasonable time, only to have another couple of beers and fall asleep in the living room until 2am. Stumbled into bed and got up at 0530.

It’s not light until half seven or so, and I needed to be on the 0827 train, so it was all I could do to run an out-and-back 2km and still have enough time to shower, get dressed, pack and make the train.

5:06 was much too punchy for the first km, resulting in a 5:47 second. Whatever. I only did it to keep the Smashrun badges alive.

Friday: 5km

Stayed over in London on Wednesday night after the big company xmas meal, then went into the office before heading home in the afternoon. Work itself is mad hectic right now on top of the physical and mental exertion of not being at home alone. That’s my excuse for why this morning’s 5km was so much worse than any of them last week. Managed 28 and a bit minutes running in fine mist.

The weather is really pissing me off. Late sunrises are depressing but it feels like we’ve had no winter sun, it’s just gloom and murk and bleakness every fucking morning.