For once the legs felt good going out to the 3k mark and it wasn't as cold as the night before. This meant I would head for the hills where I would attack them with gusto.
Another 2k before the first hill emerged and away I went feeling like man possessed.
Each hill seemed hard but I just kept pushing the legs harder up each one.
For some reason the down hills hurt a bit but on the flats I could get the stride out and felt good again to hit the next hill. Back at the 3k to go home I still had a few more hard runs left in me so I did a few more choosing cars or light posts to mark them out.
I am still staring blankly at the running calendar unable to see my next race and set down a plan.
Hmmmm.... No still nothing !
Rest tonight then 25+k Saturday morning.
Take care
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