Wilkins Micawber famously said,
Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery.
This truism applies quite well to running. There’s that line, sometimes quite a thin one, between starting too fast — misery — and starting just right — happiness.
Yesterday’s run was on the miserable side of the line. Today’s was on the other. Nice and easy as a recovery kind of thing and I suddenly found myself going pretty fast and gaining a smoothness of stride that makes running well fun. Or running, well, fun.
And when that happens, I try to channel Ryan Hall’s form. Smooth, relaxed, arms swinging easily. And fast. Of course I’m not Hall fast. But it’ll do.