I have been feeling low for a couple of days. Mary says she often experienced this on the back of a few nightshifts. And the cold grey weather doesn't help. Getting paid for all that work didn't even raise my spirits quite as much as it should have so I tried some retail therapy with a trip to Run and Become. I had tokens as well, and I wondered if Adrian still had my cup-flask from the Fling. He did and happily had washed it out which was kind. He was a bit fried from being team manager at the 24hr thing in Holland at the weekend where the Scots girls did great things.
Adrian had put the flask to one side with my MEDAL! I had fluked 2nd Scottish Athletics mv40 for the Fling, largely because some of those quicker were not paid up members. Nevertheless I was unduly pleased. It's ludicrous how an award improves one's outlook. I remember a handsome team prize changing a horrible Moray Marathon into a “well-that-wasn't-too-bad” event. I may even find myself back in Moray if I can forget the headwind. Its a while since I did a straight road marathon and wonder if can still find the hunger for a sub3? At the moment I feel more comfortable with longer events. Which was another reason I was at R&B today. (Imminent shorter events.)
A new pair of Inov8s: hill shoe of choice. There have been a few Salomons (Speedcross 3s) finding their way onto the hills, but I have been after a new pair of the yeller-and-black Inov8 300s since I saw them. Word of warning if you're going to buy a pair – especially online – I found my normal size 9.5 was strangely roomy at the toes. I tried a 9 and they were better. I tried on both pairs again wondering if a long sleep had somehow shrunk my feet and tomorrow I'd wake up and the new shoes would be too tight. However I was informed that Inov8 have changed the shape or sizing and most folk were going down a half size.
I didn't feel much like a run tonight but threw myself at Arthur's Seat having a couple of days off and a determination to up the weekly mileage now work was returning to normal. As with the first run in Rapa Nuis I went for a base-to-apex but was in a bit of a quandary about how hard to push with Gypsy Glen tomorrow evening. I'm hoping it was that, that had me a minute slower than last time I sprinted to the trig point. I can hardly blame the shoes. Though I was beginning to wonder about wearing my Hokas to Gypsy Glen. For the roady bits at the start and finish. (And they are lighter than the Inov8s!) And I can only remember smooth grassy hills. The Hokas would be fine going up though I might blacken a toenail or 2 on the descent if I go full speed. The Inov8s felt good going downhill tonight and I can only blame my lazy ass for the extra minute I lavished on the up hill. (Probably just tired.)
The sky was full of interesting photos and I ran about Whinny Hill taking some shots of town (wondering why I was so slow and fat) and the Forth before heading home. When I got home I stepped with trepidation onto the scales for the first time in ages but it wasn't far off fighting weight so I breathed easy. It is tempting to stay up late into the night making films and emailing old pals (as I don't have that much on tomorrow). One of the old pals, I have just contacted after about 30 years of silence and I am hoping to hook up with this summer to go with for a run and something of a catch up! However I must leave the vampire nights behind and return to the daylight hours as there are a number of clients impatiently drumming their fingers in unpainted rooms. For which I should be grateful.