Nasty New Hill

As lockdown training continues Marcus and I realise we need to catch up on the missed hill sprint session from the weekend. It’s already dark so the park venue is a non-starter, not enough light to safely run up our usual patch.

As it happens we live on top of a hill so we decide to have the training equivalent of a staycation and use part of our own hill. We find a stretch that’s reasonably lit. At first we balk because one street light is broken in the middle, but after jogging around a bit we decide this is our best bit and having acclimatised a bit more we realise it will be light enough to be safe. The photo is taken at the same time but the camera makes it look much lighter than it does to the naked eye.

Our bold plan (with hindsight) was to do the planned session of 2 sets of 4 sprints with walkback recovery between sprints and 7 minutes between sets. We pace out 100m up the hill, altimeter says a rise of 17m.

It’s interesting running on the pavement rather than wet grass and the first run feels easy. The second run starts well but about halfway up everything is burning far more than usual. We finish the third run and in a mutual collapse of exhaustion, we decide 2 sets of 3 will be more than enough.

On the last run, as with the second, I have to check my pace at about 2/3 of the distance when an approaching car’s headlights turn everything to black and I’ve no idea where my feet are landing. Re-accelerating adds a certain pain.

Hard, but a hill we’ll probably use again.

Life in the Local Park

Sunday is usually park day at this time of year, though we’d normally travel to Gadebridge. Now we’re in lockdown it makes sense to try out our local Lowndes park. Well, I shouldn’t really say “try out” as it’s far from our first time – just been a while…..

We start with the usual longer run. I’m still in two minds after my calf has been playing up. It feels a bit tight during warm-up and form drills but nothing bad so decide I’ll give it a go. The first hill is horrible, has this deceptive dip that makes the top look visually closer and physically lulls you into a false sense of security as you ease into the dip and then the next part of the hill hits you!! I’m just about walking by the top, but I make it. There are some dog walkers standing and chatting at the top. I turn onto the flat hoping pick up the pace, my legs think otherwise. The dog walkers look at me like I’m mad, at this point I think they are right but don’t want to show it so push past. Actually “push” is the wrong word and “wade” is probably better as I might as well be waist deep in treacle.

Things improve after that and I get a good head of steam going down the hill towards the duck pond. Then I see a bit of a dip in the ground , actually more of a hole with what looks like a bit of concrete covered in grass and sadly right in my path so immediate evasive action is needed and my calf rebels on landing after the sudden change of direction. Not major but enough pain to let me know it’s time to decelerate gracefully (?) and give up the run.

Marcus completes the run at a good pace and I have to settle for giving him moral support as he does the hill sprints – 2 sets of 4×120 with 7 minutes in between. This is up the bit of hill with the deceptive dip. Very painful, half of me is glad to be watching whilst the other half is desperate to be running with him.

Water, Water, Everywhere

Marcus’s Coronavirus test came back negative so we were free to train, but he was still feeling under the weather (his temperature had been over 40 so couldn’t say he was swinging the lead) so I headed down to training alone. With my mind on such things I forgot about all the sounds of heavy rain overnight. Well on arrival, as you can tell from the photo – this is the field where we warm up and then start our long run. Neither of those we going to happen……

So we worked out a new course, a few recces disguised as warm-up jogs did the trick. We found a new route that worked out at 2.32 km – only about 100m longer than our regular route, surprisingly close when you’re not measuring and looking for suitable trees as markers.

My run wasn’t great, I could blame the slippery conditions but I think it was more of an average day. The park is quite hilly, I’ve decided I need to improve my running uphill, that’s been a real weakness. I focused on keeping tall and getting some knee drive, not just plodding up. That part went well but I couldn’t get my time much below 5 mins pr km throughout. Crossing the final bridge I met two large groups of people heading in opposite directions – I ended up just walking across, too late to make anything up really. 11:25 was the time in the end. I’d like to forget it but I’ve committed to recording it here 🙂

Then it was onto the hills – 2 sets of 4x120m. That bit felt better, Yet again I’d forgotten to put my longer spikes in. Katy and James for company up the hills. A good session in the end,

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