Afterglow

Greenwich Park will be my office on Friday mornings

13.01.2015
Day 274
A cheeky extra run to replace a cancelled Erik session, to Greenwich Park to check out the terrain for Friday's Buggy Runner gig. This evening's track session was a hard one 1m warm up, 4x1000m with 45seconds recoveries, then 400m recovery followed by 4x400m with 30seconds recovery, then warm down 1mile round park. Killing.

That warm down at the end of the session is always so joyous. You're pleased with yourself that you stayed the pace (although I confess I lost Sarah on the fourth 1000) and the fatigue in your core and bones calls for protein and rest, and good quality sleep.
Aye, there's the rub. A hard evening session, though it may end at 8pm, and  sleep not attempted until 11.30pm, still stays in the legs. The adrenaline seems to course through you, and worries, that seemed so surmountable while feeling powerful on the track, come back to cavort inside the head.
Last night's sleep was fitful, I fear tonight won't be much better. Financial worries, guilt about not having work, guilt about other things, low self esteem, seem to grow in stature and loom menacingly over the Pollyanna thoughts of day. The endorphins of the warm down peter out and turn to hard, grey 3am self loathing. So, to bed. The morning will soon be here.