Day 11 did happen it’s just the blog thats’s late and it’s all my washing machines fault.
It was a gorgeous morning and my head felt like a morning run after giving my son a lift to his exam first thing. My legs however were feeling a wee bit stiff and my ab muscles were sore after BMF because I can finally do sit ups again after a sore rib last month.
So I left it until later and went out for an early evening loop around (or should I say a square) my usual block. I wasn’t planning on any pace or effort, just to run on a warm evening and enjoy it.
I ended up running a nice progression run and have to thank the girl I overtook on High Street Kensington for pacing me for the start of my third mile. Having nipped past her at a crossing I felt it was only polite to keep up pace in front of her and she in rerurn stayed right behind me! I turned off and finally lost her (phew) but by then was in a rythmn so continuted a good pace home.
I got home to wash all three sets of running kit when the worst Juneathon disaster ever happened. My washing machine decided it had had enough mid cycle. So I spent the rest of the evening trying to clear the filters, drain it (and retrieve my kit) and persuade the machine to work again before giving up and hand washing something to wear to BMF on Friday.
Juneathon day 11 3.4 miles run.
1 bust washing machine with 19 days still to go, time to lower standards and re wear kit. Eeww!