Lowering the bar continues apace...

It's another rather warm day so once again I had to play a few mind games to trick myself into my trainers. Go out. Run slowly. Very slowly. So I did. 4.18 miles in 41.50 minutes. A personal worst. (10 minute/mile.) It was fantastic. Hot and humid = warm muscles. It was like London had transformed into one big heat chamber. And when I finished, I felt as if I could have happily kept on going. Running is fun again. My aim this week is to start upping the distance, but not to worry too much about speed. If I can do 8 or 9 miles regularly, then - when I'm comfortable - I can start to up the tempo. In the meantime, I shall enjoy the sunshine.