Having spent all day stupefied through lack of sleep the night before, I wasn't really looking forward to this, but got lycra'd up and starting jogging round the track - did two warm up laps, and then a strange vision went past me - a big bloke wearing nothing but a very short pair of shorts and some shoes, despite the rain. Greyhound tendency engaged, I ran off after him and for the next 5 laps, we were pretty much hitting the same pace; on the flat, nothing to separate us, on the downslopes I'd lengthen my stride and open up a gap, and then on the slight uphills he'd catch up. Normally you'd think the more heavyset among us would do better with gravity assisting rather than fighting us, but I guess it may be less comfortable to run downhill the bigger you are, and they're not steep enough hills in Happy Valley that the extra muscle weight would be a hindrance running up them.
So HV's outer running track is about 1400 metres, and I'm aiming for a 3:30 again (would like to beat my Tromso time from 2 years back, but we'll have to see...) so pace would be 8 minute miles / 5 minute kms, and so I should have been putting in 7 minute laps. Instead (average heart rate in brackets):
6:31 (160)
6:36 (165)
6:43 (166)
6:48 (161)
5:52 (174)
Not entirely sure where the last one came from; I thought it was actually slower than the others and that the reason I was beginning to hurt was because I was getting tired out. Did another two laps to cool down and I was done in 1:05, which seems fairly respectable. Bear in mind those 5 laps are 32.5 minutes to do 7k, which gives a 10k time of under 47 minutes, and a marathon at that speed would be over in 3:15; which makes me think maybe I haven't been pushing hard enough at race distance (would usually see a heart rate in the 150s). Speed session on Thursday night - hopefully it won't be chucking it down with rain...
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