Yesterday's long run was solo. Our clinic group was cancelled as many of them were volunteering/running at a local charity race. The day was forecast to be a hot one so I mapped out a route and asked the husband to meet me at the halfway point just to make sure I was ok and have a water refill. Starting at 7:30 was early on a Sunday but I really should have started earlier as it was Hot and Sunny already.
The husband, as usual, came through in spades. Not only was he at the halfway point, but he waited at the 8km mark and the 12km mark. I am glad he did as I definitely needed water and I was struggling at 12km so his push helped me out a lot. ("Runner's Run!" was the battle cry of the morning) Overall it was a good run...not great but overall pace was the best ones yet and average heart rate was pretty low as well. (120beats - good for an LSD)
After stretching, I took a cold water bath to soothe my legs and bit, grabbed a shower, food and went out to play golf. I walked the front part (3.25km) and then carted it on the back. It was just too hot to keep walking and my body had enough for the day so there was no point in pushing myself even more.
Saturday, I am going in for Lactate Threshold testing. The lactate threshold is a useful measure for deciding exercise intensity for training and racing in endurance sports (e.g. long distance running, cycling, rowing, swimming, motocross, and cross country skiing), and can be increased greatly with training.
More on that later...I am a bit freaked about it but that's just me.