So, today I was meant to run for 40 minutes at easy pace, which sounds both easy and fun. For some reason I felt very slow. Fine – legs and cardio good – but slow. Then I realised that it was the middle of the day (which I never run in!), hot, windy and there wasn’t a skerrick of shade to be found. So my 40 minutes became 35, but I have a scheduled 30 tomorrow, so I will just do 35 and make it up.
As I mentioned yesterday on Twitter, I ran in the Lululemon Pace Setter skirt for the first time today as well. I am still baffled by the upside-down pocket. I assume it’s for a tennis ball, but it doesn’t quite seem big enough (although just after I typed that I did shove my fist in there and it fit okay. I don’t quite know the exact difference between my fist and a tennis ball but they look around the same size.)
We have now been in Australia for about a week, and I am getting homesick. It’s funny, because going the other way – that is, when we first moved to England from Melbourne – I never felt homesick. Now I am back at “home” and I long to go back. I miss my parks! It’s weird not really knowing where to run and how far everything is, it means a lot of out and backs, and I don’t really like running the out and back. Oh well, I will survive I guess (or alternatively become friends with mapmyrun again.)
But, here are two lovely snaps from different runs along the beach, which will make you wonder why I am missing the concrete expanse of London: