Today, immediately, I felt the rhythm. It was good, pure running. Feeling light on my feet and checking off the kilometres. When it came to the marathon pace block, I shifted gears and that too felt at a good RPE without feeling the strain. Train, don’t strain, as it goes.
When the young boy joined me, we ran another comfortable block – a fast pace for him – before I rounded it up with a couple of kilometres at the end to complete what I would call a good run Sunday morning
Writing about Running 