I concluded that a lack of proper warm-up contributed to my failure at longer intervals. However I keep forgetting that in warm up phase. Still brisk walking to warm up, but it quickly tails off into an easier walk and a chat. Warming up is boring!
After the disaster Kirsty and I did a 30-minuter on a dreary, rainy Saturday starting at Waterloo. We meant to run east along the South Bank, but the path was closed off so we ended up going over Blackfriars Bridge and doing exactly the same route we would do after work! Our desire for variety was thus thwarted, but happily the running went well.
I've started noticing a pattern. The first 5 minutes is easy. 5 - 15 is some sort of hell; breathing is difficult, muscles are complaining in their muscley way and I want to stop. Somewhere around 17 minutes - I don't know why - everything gets easier. I can't describe what happens exactly, but the breathing definitely settles into something I feel like I could maintain over a long distance. Happy Lisa!
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