|Looking back down one of the gentler hills on Trotters'|
Avoca Amphitheatre run
Running is definitely a sport where you learn more and more about your own body as you go along. The hard part is harnessing that knowledge to make smart decisions and avoid emotional choices. I know that I have always been a lot better at suggesting rational running and injury management plans to others than following them myself. I was notorious in my running club, back in the eighties, for suggesting to attendees at marathon running clinics we organised, that "consistency and moderation" were the key to success. My fellow clubmates knew that my own training was anything but "moderate" - 240, and more, kilometres a week.
Anyway, for this morning's run, I found time for a one kilometre warm-up beforehand and then started slowly at the back of the pack as we climbed the challenging Kurrawyba laneway away from Terrigal. After a couple of kilometres, I felt sufficiently warmed up to begin chasing the leaders, who by now were long gone. I was moving well and feeling fit as I gradually worked my way through the field, though I lost my momentum a bit on the infamous climb up Coast Road and never did catch Ian or Kev.
It was a satisfying run, and where I want to be at this stage in my preparation. I did have some sharp pain in my right instep at times and am hoping that it is just a minor issue. Maybe the way I tied up my shoelaces today? I will find out tomorrow when I tackle my scheduled long road run.