This weekend I trained alone.
I decided to give my imaginary training partner, Major Tim Peake, the weekend off following the excitement of Friday. For him, running on a treadmill must be a bit of a come-down having just returned from a walk in outer space, but I don’t imagine there’s much that could follow the experience without falling a bit flat.
As imaginary training partners go, Major Tim is in relatively good shape and doesn’t need a huge amount of rest, but I thought he might appreciate a weekend with his feet up.
Tim’s attention can now return to the serious matter of preparing for the London Marathon. It’s now less than 100 days until the big event, which also means it’s only 14 weeks until my first big challenge of the year, the Etape Loch Ness.
Like thousands of others, the challenges of the 24th April have kept me motivated through the dark winter months. Many will be dreaming of running up The Mall to the adulation of an adoring crowd; I’m just thinking about hitting the bottom of the climb out of Fort Augustus, and fighting my way to the summit.
I’ve set myself the goal of completing the event in under 4 hours; beating last years’ time by about 30 minutes.
I’ve also got half an eye on beating Major Tim’s London Marathon time, but there are a couple of major variables to consider: (1) How does 6 months in orbit, and being strapped to a treadmill on the International Space Station, affect your marathon performance? and, probably more importantly, (2) What will the weather be like in Inverness? It’s the North of Scotland… after all!
So, it’s time to knuckle down and get on with the preparation. I hope Major Tim has enjoyed his weekend off, but it’s back to work tomorrow.