A hectic work week always curtails my running plans. I was hoping to parkrun yesterday, but at close of play on Friday I was asked if I could work at 5am. Like a dutiful fool I agreed, though packing my running kit just in case timing allowed me to sneak a parkrun on the way home. In the end the overtime went to plan and I was home nice and early. Too late to head back to bed, yet too early for a parkrun.
With that in mind I caught out a local run, taking advantage of the daylight to change my routes up around Stansted.
The Run
My longest run since the Copenhagen half, clocked just over 10km in an hour. Happy with the pacing as although I was easy and relaxed with my pacing, I increased in speed throughout the run. One of those fabled negative splits that I'd love to clock in a race.
It was good to get out and run for an extended amount of time. My only concern at the moment is a dodgy glute muscle on my left side. Mrs H might have to use the massage stick to assist my recovery and Natural Hero will be applied liberally!
The Eat
The weekends are always a dangerous territory, especially when I can expense a breakfast. Once Mrs H woke from her extended slumber we headed down to Yeomans in the village to sample the Brunch menu.
Once that was demolished there was no need for lunch. There was barely much call for dinner so I assembled a ploughmans. A selection of five cheeses including a garlic Cornish yarg & an intriguingly named goat cheese, Snofrisk.
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