Despite the lengthening days, the gloom of a late spring evening lingered as the cloud hung thickly and the drizzle felt as if it was magnetized to the fells. It was not a time to linger over views.
Yesterday evening was the start of some hill training proper. After a brief 10 minute warm-up run, a quick foray established a section of 25m of vertical ascent up a greasy fellside, the summit of which I creatively marked with a stick and a footprint in the crusted remains of a cow-pat, to temper any enthusiasm to run any higher or further.
I lethargically wandered back to the foot of the hill, tapped the fence and turned….once, then twice, soon six repetitions had been completed, one hundred and twenty five metres i told myself. It would soon be ten and as the drizzle intensified it became fourteen and the three hundred and fifty marker reached.
At this point I opted for another 1o minute recovery run before returning. Six final reps, this time at a moderate to fast pace, my legs were beginning to tire but the five hundred metre marker arrived. And with that i turned down the hill once more and headed for home. Mission complete.
1. 10 minute warm up run
2. 14 x 25m vertical ascent at easy / sustainable pace. Continuous, walk back down for recovery.
3. 10 minute recovery run.
4. 6 x 25m vertical ascent at moderate / fast pace. Continuous, walk back down for recovery.
5. 10 minute run at moderate pace followed by warm down and stretches.