This evening, I came home from work and went for a run. It was a bit chilly out there, and getting dark, and it’s very clear that there won’t be many running hours left after work for much longer. Even with the impending time change. Mmm, GMT.

This was my first run for twelve days, which seems like forever. Did I say I wanted to run more times than ever before in October? Ha ha ha.

Before I started work and found there were even less hours in the day than I’d remembered, I came up with my next running plan. I really, really want to work on speed - not necessarily becoming fast as lightning, but just seeing if it is possible to improve at all. I’ve not believed I can get any faster, but equally, I’m not sure I’ve given it a huge chance.

I was working on the concept of running shorter distances, more often, and hoping to get faster. That last Runkeeper course I took was a 5k in 30 minutes. So, you’d have to do 2.5k in 15 minutes. Well, I’m way off that and unlikely to ever get near it, but I was working on getting under 20 minutes for a start.

I was definitely improving before I started work. A quick peek at my Runkeeper stats show  I was getting faster, and I was starting to learn more about my body again. Good times.

Now, I’m really not sure how I can fit running in to the schedule, but I know that I still have a plan and I still want to work on it. When I went out today, I was slower than the last few times I went out, but I recovered quite quickly - impressed myself really.

I suppose if nothing else, a weekend run is always a possibility. At least that would be every seven days, rather than every twelve.