Tuesday Intervals

Stuck on the trading floor for 4 minutes more than expected, which meant I was out the office at 12:34 and seriously late for the meeting point. I caught a glimpse of what I thought was a bobbing head of a runner three whole blocks ahead. Must have set some kind of record in tanking it up to the canal, where I could see the group getting read to go.

Tucked in at the back and someone told me the great news, 10x 2 mins on and 1 min with a 2 min recovery after the 5th.

The natural order kicked in a I could not get to the pace, nor hold it. I had to jog through the recovery to stop being dropped completely. Began to catch up through the fifth rep and there was a guy at the canal abseiling down the side while smoking a fag. I was impressed.

Pushed through the way back and some kind of form was restored as I guess I recovered from the mile sprint to the start. Held up with Karen through reps 6,7 and 8 and the elite came through on the 9th. Oddly Steve was with them and there was a cry of move left to let them through and a "one more" that never came. That was Steve. Now on rep 10 just over half way through he was all elbows and I'm sure he deliberately cut me off between Karen canal side and some bloke walking towards us land side. But I went around the bloke on the embankment matrix style and used the downward momentum to accelerate up to maximum and held it for 40 seconds - come on Steve where were you?

Cruised back to the office feeling rather chuffed with myself.