June 2010

June, then. Two runs. That's it. A grand total of 119 minutes of actual effort across the entire month, covering 17.2 kilometres at a pace that can most charitably be described as leisurely (6:54 per kilometre, since you're asking). The one session worth a mention was a Morning Run, which at least suggests I was getting out of bed with some kind of intent, even if the follow-through was somewhat lacking. Three achievements logged, which feels like Strava being generous.

So compared to May, which by my standards was actually a decent month — six runs, 41.6 kilometres, four personal bests, a pace a full 43 seconds per kilometre faster — June was a bit of a car crash. The kind of drop-off that you can't entirely blame on the weather, given that it's supposed to be summer and the mornings are light and vaguely pleasant. Somewhere between the end of May and the start of June, whatever momentum I'd built quietly let itself out the back door. The honest truth is that consistency is something I'm very good at talking about and rather less good at actually doing. So the question going into July is whether I pick up where May left off, or whether I accept that two runs a month is apparently my natural resting state. Ideally the former.

Summary generated by Claude