Saturday was cats and dogs until late afternoon, so I squeezed in an hour's run before some friends came over for a snack. It was a bit of a test on the knee, but felt perfectly OK for the whole run.
Sunday morning saw me at the lake, and after 3 laps I decided to bang out a couple more to get the 4000 metres done in about 1hr 26mins, a full minute quicker than Wednesday. Doing these 2 x long swim sessions has made me feel much more confident about the swim, so much so that in my head I feel that I can back off the swimming now. The more sensible part of my head is telling me to not let up, you plonker.
Anyway, after a hearty MacDonalds wrap and latte and a bit of gardening I decided to go for another run just as the temperature was rising. I set off at a good pace (for me), about 7:30/min, and felt like I could go on all day. By the time I got round to Hibaldstow at the 10 mile mark the 'go on all day' was replaced with 'can I stop now please'. Desperate for water, I called in at the church to look for a tap but as usual I left the church unfulfilled. How do they keep the flowers for that long? Then I called in at one of the son-in-law's friend's house but he wasn't in, so 4 miles later I arrived home dehydrated, hot, sweaty and generally the worse for wear.
I hope this was all due to lack of water, not lack of fitness, but I'm not so sure. The dodgy knee was also some concern, playing up for those last miles, but that was probably because my form slipped completely as I battled home.
So, Monday was rest day and it did the trick in that I went to bed last night feeling much more rested and did a reasonably 'normal' 7 miles this morning at 5 just under the hour.
Despite doing less running last week, the total hours was around 1hr over plan so I'm happy with that. These next few weeks are key to the race day (less than 7 weeks now) so I need to keep to the plan if I'm not to be found collapsed in a heap half way through the run.
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