How short is a short run?
For me… my body usually recognises that I’m running somewhere around the 3km mark. Sometimes a bit more, sometimes a bit less.
So, for me, the shortest I go out for is around three kilometres as anything less and it would feel more like work than fun. 😉
And those three k runs really are reserved only for injury recovery and extreme weather conditions.
If everything is business as usual, I consider a five kilometre run the short short run. And that was what the plan asked for today. 🙂 (In week four this long marathon plan still feels like child’s play.)
Even if I usually prefer slightly longer runs (if not training, I think a 10km distance is sort of my personal after work ideal for unwinding) and more often than not, the ninth kilometre feels easier than the third…
On some days it’s just nice to know that it’s five kilometres and that’s it. You’re done.
I think today was such a day. Too long a day. Yet another lipstick run day.
And the moment I got home in the evening and finally kicked off the high heels after 12 hours of staying on my feet I was equally happy about getting to relax by running and it being a short short run.
A slippery 5k at 5.43 pace it was.
A slight twinge in my right knee but I think this might be a combo of the high-heeled day and mostly pavement for my route today. Knees are not my usual weak spot, so not too worried. 🙂
Long day, late run equal late supper. Again.
Still, munching on the awesomeness that is warm chicken breast and feta salad on a bed of raw cabbage, cucumber, cherry tomatoes and bell peppers.
Yum in the extreme. I’m on such a chicken kick at the moment.
Already looking forward to the weekend runs!