Saturday Is (not) The New Sunday

So yesterday and today, I have been feeling the effects of early monring training runs, 12+ hours at work and David Dimbleby. So when it came to yesterday morning, and given that Kate was running in the evening, having had 5 hours, sleep the idea of going out in the rain wasn't too appealing. Plus some good friends keep saying I need to taper. So I stayed in bed an extra hour, before heading to the BP garage in Hemel to read the front pages and grab a coffee and muffin.

I planned to evening session to be some speed work at Westminster Lodge on the track, followed by spinning at the gym. Alas, the track was closed due to some winter thingy, so I headed out towards the Hollybush, before returning to the gym, completing an 8 or so mile loop in 55 mins. I then continued to the spin room as planned, whilst Anthony told us we were going Brazilian in the morning. I was slightly worried, plus I'm out of wax. I then headed home for an evening in front of the sofa, and some fun with the foam roller, courtesy of Karen the physio.

So Saturday morning came. Mr. McIntyre had planned to do Sunday's run today, which kind of offset things a bit. If we were to do Sunday's run on Saturday, then I should expect the shops to remain closed until 10am and be having dinner with my nan as I write this. Plus, does that mean I can do Saturday on Sunday? It would be unheard of to go to work the day after Saturday. And when do I do my washing, let alone put the clocks back? Niall - you've confused me! So anyway, as it turned out, I awoke at 6:20am, turned the alarm off and went straight back to sleep. Only to be woken by my mother and father who decided we needed to go to London to get Visa's for NY next week. A quick inspection of the tickets and a handy link to the ESTA gov website, and we were all visa'd up.


So off to the gym. A quick 10 minute burst on the cross-trainer at level 18, then into Spin for Anthony's Brazilian. Having recently downloaded Bruno I was a bit scared, but thankfully he was talking about Brazilian music (although Equador by Sash is a little further South). So a medium 45 minute session before heading to Starbucks for a well deserved coffee. After lunch, I planned to do a pyramid session at Westminster Lodge (200-400-800-1200-800-400-200), however I couldn't be bothered to fuss with my Garmin, so attempted the 10X400m reps I did on Monday. I think it may have been a combination of eating only an hour before and having had a tough week and spun in the morning, but I was struggling after 5, and what stopped me was the pain in my right arm. It was like I had been punched. As I write this, I am trying not to let it hit the desk. Some Ibuprofen will hopefully keep it at ease until tomorrow. My Garmin however lost the data from today's 5 reps - clearly a sign.

Tomorrow the plan is to run with Speirsy & 2 others over a 10-12 mile course at marathon pace. Quite looking forward to that. ANd one week to go until New York and counting...