Last
weekend was exhausting but rewarding (to clarify, I’m not talking about Longleat
weekend, but 12th and 13th). On Saturday I had my first dressage lesson in years
with a top instructor – that’s not to downplay the work my friend has
invested in helping Ernest and I – and on Sunday Maxx and I went for a 4.2 mile
run.
To
put it in the bravest terms possible, I still ache. Yesterday in
particular I felt like I’d gone 5 rounds with Mike Tyson (thankfully I’ve
still got 100% of both ears).
Saturday
was hot and humid; I felt like I was sweating out of my eyeballs (that’s not the
same as crying).
Ernest was absolutely dripping; I had to hose him from his ears to his hooves.
We both worked hard and were rewarded for our efforts, but my gosh did
my legs ache the next day!
So,
after the hammering my legs took on Saturday, we decided to go for a longer run
on Sunday to start building up our distance. I’d ridden this route before and
knew it was relatively flat and picturesque. Sunday afternoon was beautiful, if
not steaming, and as we ran buzzards and red kites circled low overhead (they were probably
waiting for one of us to drop! By one of us, I mean me).
Here’s
the breakdown of our run:
Run:
19 minutes
Walk:
5 minutes
Run:
10 minutes
Walk:
90 seconds
Run:
Maxx:
7 minutes
Me:
5 minutes, 1 minute walk, 1 minute run.
If
I’d known I was so close to the end I would have pushed through, but by the end
I was exhausted.
The
whole 4.2 miles took us 42 ½ minutes – 35 minutes of running in total (for me). We must have been
going at a good pace, maybe around 9 minutes/mile. I’m pleased with our run, as
it was incredibly hot, but would like to try running for longer, with shorter
breaks, next time.
The
inside of my right foot has been painful since Sunday, but I’m not sure why –
perhaps it was the longer distance, or the fact I had to run on gravelly
terrain to let a car pass... I’m hoping it won’t hinder my next run.
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