VAT fuelled intervals

It took me longer this morning than usual to calculate my quarterly VAT return, in part because my accounting software doesn’t easily cater for the differential rates of the Flat Rate scheme, but mostly because the department that sold me on the idea of Flat Rate told me to do it incorrectly (using the net rather than the gross sales figure)… which meant that I had to go back today and calculate additional payments from past quarters.  And then work out how to record these in my accounting software!  Oh how I truly miss Maurice ‘Tigger’ Dawes!

To add injury to insult, the culpable department still think that they are correct, which meant that I was forced to call the ‘automated queuing’ helpline and endure 15 minutes of a message repeatedly saying that it may be helpful to look on our website while your waiting.  I persevered and finally got a real person who confirmed that both my accountant and my colleague in RiVO were correct.  Strangely, she didn’t seem to care that one of her colleagues was advocating an incorrect treatment of the figures.  I suppose that that a little misinformation in the system could make life more interesting life for some people?

Anyway, fresh from this frustrating and monumental waste of time, I climbed aboard the magic carpet and ran my little legs off.

The downside of having run five miles in each of my sessions last week is that to do three and a half seems half-hearted.  So I was forced to do another five and I did it as intervals: slightly faster, elongated ones.

I warmed up at 6mph then alternated largely between 7.5 mph and 9mph , with short segments of 6mph or 7mph.  A couple of the the 9mph segments were 800m long which helped to increase the average speed from last week.  So five miles in 39 minutes 7 seconds, an average of 7.67mph.  And one very sweaty me!

Sneaky Friday

At the back end of Friday and before Kim got back from work, I managed to sneak in a quick run.

It was my intention to run three miles.  This started out badly, as the two Hot Cross Buns I had wolfed down mid afternoon refused to budge and I hence ran the first mile with the stitch… and gasping for breath.  I stopped for a moment for a sip of water and to turn the fan on and I felt much better from then on.

Inevitably, when I reached three miles, I decided to carry on to 30 minutes… and then on to 4 miles… and then, by the time I had slowed down to recover for 400m, I thought I may as well run on to 40 minutes so I increased the speed again… and then I was almost at 5 miles so I thought I may as well carry on to there!

I reached 5 miles at 41.55 which is an average of 7.14mph and even with a cool-down lap, the final 5.25 miles averaged 7.08mph.

In-lunch-terval

I was told, in no uncertain terms, that I was to run five miles today.  In tervals.

I tried to get out of it by clearing the snow from the drive into a small pile…

… but I really didn’t think this was going to carry any weight as an argument, so I set to at lunch-time to perform the required intervals.

It was always going to be tougher than normal: firstly because I was knackered from shovelling snow; and secondly because I only normally do about 3 miles when I’m doing intervals!

I started at 6mph and alternated between this and 7.5mph, plus half a mph for each time around, until I got to 10mph at the 3-mile mark.

I then ran at 8mph until my heart-rate rose to 176 and dropped back to 6mph until my heart-rate fell to 164.  And repeated until I reached the required distance.

The result, 5 miles in a very sweaty 42 minutes… an average of 7.14mph.  There are easier ways to get to this mean speed, but apparently intervals is what will give me more speed overall, so it’s well worth the effort!

Running on the spot

Since the sun, at its very brightest this morning, failed even to melt the ice on the car outside, I didn’t even make an effort to venture out to test the temperature.  Cold enough methinks.

And yet as a Sunday, I had to run, so I climbed aboard the magic carpet and it took me…. well, absolutely nowhere actually.  Despite a lot of effort on my part.

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A set of intervals were long overdue, so after a brief warm-up, I did five sets consisting of 200m at 6mph, 200m at 7mph and 400m at 8.5mph, this latter rising by 0.5mph each set.  Thus I ended up at around the 3 mile mark running 400m at 10.5mph with a brief rise to 11mph to push my heart rate slightly higher.

After a short recovery, I finished off the session with half a mile at 7mph giving a grand total of 4 miles covered in 34.14… an overall average of pretty much 7mph on the nose.  This is the speed I will need to able to run at for 26.2 miles in April if I am to hit my 3 hours 45 minutes target time.

Yikes!

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Bank Holiday Runday

After a wonderful long lunch for eight at Debbie & John’s yesterday, which lasted nine hours, running today was always going to be a little more difficult than normal.  On the plus side, it was a bright sunny day… although other people seemed to have twigged that as the car-park at Jack & Jill was rammed and the paths slightly congested!

By the time I had got half way to Ditchling Beacon I had already sussed that I was not on top form and at the Beacon there was a dissenting voice telling to turn back here!  I ran on, but not actually for very long.  By the 35 minute mark I had reached Streathill Farm and after a pee and a stretch, I turned for home.

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One of the hindrances was the amount of clothing I had chosen to wear.  Thinking it to be cold outside, I had layered up like last week and though it was indeed very chilly, especially with a bracing breeze in my face, my body was actually too hot.

At the turn point I removed both pairs of gloves and one of the two beanie hats, the other coming off ten minutes later, and also unzipped the ankles of both pairs of running longs!  This helped, but I was already weary… either from the heat, or from the previous day’s indulgences.

Carrying this surplus clothing and with the breeze now behind me the return leg was easier, but I still felt heavy of body when I got back to the car-park.  A paltry 6.7 miles took me an hour and ten minutes… the 5.75mph probably also reflecting the absence of mid-week runs over the last few weeks.

Note to self… get with the programme!

Still, the views were lovely!

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Pulling the stop cord

The running machine has a red cord that you attach to yourself in case you fall off the end… and having fallen off the end of a running machine once, I am an avid user!

Half way through my intervals today, I reached forward with both hands to reduce the speed from 9mph to 6mph at the same time as reducing the gradient from 3 to 2… and pulled the stop cord by mistake.  I must have looked like a cartoon character trying to stop before hitting a wall! BANG!!!

Actually I was fine, but it caused me considerable mental strain trying to work out what the time had been before the machine reset itself and thus how long I ran for in the entire session!

I’m still confused, but I’m certain I covered 3.5 miles and I think I did it in 30 minutes & 48 seconds.  (or 3.38 miles in 30 minutes).  As they say on the trains, only pull the stop cord in an emergency!

Lunchtime intervals return

After a few weeks when work (or apathy) intervened, the lunchtime intervals made a welcome reappearance today.

Low recent mileage meant that I took it pretty easy, flipping between 6mph and 9mph once I was half warmed up, but towards the end I increased the faster intervals to 10mph until my heart rate increased to over 180bpm, then backed off to 9mph.

Overall I covered 3.53 miles in the 30 minute slot… just over 7mph average and I am reassured that I’m still fit, as I recovered really quickly afterwards.

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Short run Sunday

The idea this morning was to drive to Bracknell to run with Phil, but he’s been trying in vain to shed a heavy cold all week and the forecast was not at all great, so we gave it a miss.

For a change the forecast was spot on and a weather front, replete with high gusts of wind and driving rain, slowly dragged it’s feet across overhead all through the morning.  By the time it passed and a weak sun peered through the rain-spattered glass into the house, the log burner was sizzling and we were tucked up horizontally on two sofas watching the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix.  Man, what a circuit!

I was so wrapped in my work on Friday that I didn’t even manage to get a quick run in, so it was largely guilt that drove me to put my jacket on once the race was won and get out onto the freshly washed pavements this afternoon.

I merely re-ran the route of the 7th October, finding quickly that I didn’t need my jacket and then getting a few odd looks for running in t-shirt & shorts… it being November and all!

There’s not a whole lot else to report, mostly because I was only out for 39 minutes… but this in itself is worth a mention.  When I ran this route three and a half weeks ago it was a tough run and took me 42 minutes… 7.1mph.  Today I hardly tried yet ran at an average of 7.7mph, pretty much sprinting up the last hill by the station.

If I thought the 7th was progress, today I was practically flying!

Of course Kim opted for the machine and must have been running for almost two hours now… I suppose that I could have stayed out for longer, but it’s been dark outside for a while now, which would make any of my longer routes far too hazardous!

Early indicators for intervals is positive

If I am to keep on running on this little oblong of synthetic black stuff, I realise that I’m going to have to report something more interesting than ‘ran again’ to hold your attention.  I will have a think about this.

Today I was interested to see that my heart rate seemed to be a little lower than before, so I focussed around this.  My intervals were 6mph for 400m and then 8mph and 9mph for 200m each… for most of the half hour session.  Towards the end I raised the bar a little, but kept the recovery stage the same.

To start with I was getting my heart rate back under 140 from a 170 high, but towards the end it had raised at both ends to 150/180.

What was interesting was that, although still dripping with sweat, I felt really composed, like I had hardly stretched myself… although in 30 minutes I covered 3.5 miles, so 7mph… faster than this time last week when I could hardly stand afterwards.  This suggests that the intervals are WELL worth doing!

Of course it’s been easy the last couple of weeks as I’ve been developing a workshop, so the workload has been flexible… it’ll be interesting to see whether I’ll be able to keep the training up in the same way when normal service resumes.

Hang on a minute… what’s all this normal service lark?  I’ve not done anything that most people would consider normal, work-wise, for several years now!

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Two lunchtimes in a week!

The proximity of the running machine makes it pretty tempting to use, even on days when I could easily run outside.  But it is unlikely that I would venture out for only half an hour and if I did I would have to run around the local roads.

Today I paused in the work I was doing, ran, eat lunch, showered and was back at my desk pretty much in an hour… well okay, just over an hour then.  But I did start working at about 6.30am this morning!

So my aim was to replicate the intervals of Wednesday, but increase the speed a little.  In 30 minutes I managed 3.6 miles… 7.2mph.

According to Kim, these short interval sessions, mixed in with my normal runs, are a sure-fire way to build up the speed necessary to run a three and a half hour time in Brighton… and in my dreams, beat Cliff and Pete.

Of course, what might also help me in this latter regard is the fact that, thanks to the goading of the BIG man, they have entered a 50 mile race a couple of weeks before!

Either way, watch here for more interval training!

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