How? It shouldn't be possible...
A question I asked myself as I pushed for the last km at lunch time... A question a mate (and far better athlete than me) said when I let her know how the first serious training run went... A question I ruminated on as I dashed around this afternoon hating forms, despising ticketing machines and pondering the meaning of fate... Basically, I set a new 5 mile PB, 50min and 17s. Not greatly fast by running standards, but 50s faster than my last 5mile PB. Why "how?"? I've not run a great deal for the last couple of months... I've not run at all since my night run over Rivington, I've had a lurking cold that wiped me out... This week I've felt better so as is my wont, and given my next visit to Rivington (a small matter of a trail marathon) is only 8 weeks away, I've been hammering the gym in the morning - hilly 3 milers in 15 min, followed straight away by 370ft on the stepper in 8min... Both Monday and Tuesday... Oh, I also climbed moderately ...