As predicted last month, December was a bit horrific. I was supposed to be doing four training sessions per week but ended up averaging four sessions of a more enjoyable kind instead. A mixture of Christmas parties, an overseas event, catch up drinks with friends and leaving do’s made December very bad from a marathon point of view. But extremely enjoyable on all other levels.
Anyway, without further ado, here are a few stats about my past month running…
Miles run in the last month = 73
Just the 44 miles down on last month then. Enough said really…
Time spent running = 9 hours and 41 minutes
Bizarrely enough, I was only four hours down on training time from last month. Hmmm… so I was 44 miles down and only four hours down on training time. By my calculations, 44 miles in 4 hours translates to a 2hr 20 marathon time. Maybe the Olympics aren’t out of reach? Either that or the beer has been slowing me down a bit.
Time spent running = 9 hours and 41 minutes
Bizarrely enough, I was only four hours down on training time from last month. Hmmm… so I was 44 miles down and only four hours down on training time. By my calculations, 44 miles in 4 hours translates to a 2hr 20 marathon time. Maybe the Olympics aren’t out of reach? Either that or the beer has been slowing me down a bit.
Pre-6am starts in the name of running = 1
Do I need to rename the blog? Not so much early riser as total layabout.
In my defence, running with a hangover is no fun at all, so I did switch a few of my runs. And there was no way I was getting up that early whilst on holiday.
Night’s out sacrificed = 0
As predicted, I’ve had way too many night’s out this month – I don’t think I’ve sacrificed a single one. In fact, I’m pretty sure that a doctor giving my liver the once over would put me closer to ‘alcoholic’ than ‘athlete in marathon training’.
Night’s out sacrificed = 0
As predicted, I’ve had way too many night’s out this month – I don’t think I’ve sacrificed a single one. In fact, I’m pretty sure that a doctor giving my liver the once over would put me closer to ‘alcoholic’ than ‘athlete in marathon training’.
Never mind, hopefully it’s nothing that isn’t salvageable by some heavy training and a few quiet weeks off of the booze in January.
Some of the things I’ve learnt this month:
- It pays to take at least one bank note and probably your phone with you on a long run, even if they are a pain to carry
- Contrary to popular belief, not all men are infatuated with maps. But from now on I will be.
- Running in the Cotswolds with my brother is masochistic (I’ll tell you about this in a future post)
- Getting my sponsorship page up early has paid dividends as the journey to my £1,500 goal started before 2011 was out. Step forward David Morton, the first person to sponsor me. To thank you for your kindness, I thought I’d put up a picture of us sharing a drink (I’m wearing my marathon top, so technically it counts as training…)
- It pays to take at least one bank note and probably your phone with you on a long run, even if they are a pain to carry
- Contrary to popular belief, not all men are infatuated with maps. But from now on I will be.
- Running in the Cotswolds with my brother is masochistic (I’ll tell you about this in a future post)
- Getting my sponsorship page up early has paid dividends as the journey to my £1,500 goal started before 2011 was out. Step forward David Morton, the first person to sponsor me. To thank you for your kindness, I thought I’d put up a picture of us sharing a drink (I’m wearing my marathon top, so technically it counts as training…)
And I’m telling you this because…
I’m running the 2012 London Marathon for the Hertfordshire Community Foundation (HCF).
If, like David, you feel inclined to sponsor me to help the Hertfordshire Community Foundation continue their great work, you can do so here: http://uk.virginmoneygiving.com/BenWood2
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