Frustrating week. Only managed to do one training run in the week (Weds, 9 miles) due to football commitments (had to go up to Watford for the second leg of the play-off semi-final against Palace) and seriously aching knees. And then got up on Saturday for the scheduled 14 mile 'easy' long run, a precursor to next weekend's 20, but I felt really ill. Weak and jelly-legged, like I was coming down with something. So decided to put it off until the next day instead.

I hate doing my long runs on a Sunday, because then it kind of dominates the entire weekend. At least once they're out of the way on Saturday morning, I can relax a bit.

Anyway, I did the 14 miles yesterday and I really struggled. I still didn't feel quite right - not quite sure what, but my heart rate was a constant 10 bpm higher than normal, and I felt like I was having to put even more effort in whilst struggling to maintain any pace at all. It was pretty windy too.

In the end I didn't even make it to 14 miles. I got to the top of Grand Avenue, two roads from home, and I just couldn't carry on.



Probably half a mile short. I had to walk the rest of the way. Rubbish. I hope this is just a blip.