September 2020

So September, then. Thirty-nine activities and just over 31 hours of moving about the place, which sounds respectable until you clock that August managed 55 activities and nearly 50 hours — but we'll get to that. The headline is running: ten runs covering 102km at an average of 5:13 per kilometre, which is quicker than August's 5:21, so the legs are at least moving in the right direction even if the volume isn't. I threw in a few rides too, including what appears to have been a trip to and from London by bike (the "Lunch Ride" suggesting I had my priorities straight), and the FiiT workouts kept ticking over indoors, which is the kind of sentence that sounds virtuous but mostly means I was avoiding the weather in the comfort of my own living room.

So comparing the two months, the drop-off is pretty stark — almost 1,100 minutes fewer of activity, and the swimming that featured across five sessions in August has completely vanished, which I suspect has less to do with a considered periodisation plan and more to do with the fact that September in England is when pools start feeling like a commitment rather than a pleasure. The runs are tighter and faster, which is something, and the cycling returning even in a small way is encouraging. What it probably means going forward is that the darker mornings are already doing their usual thing, quietly chipping away at the motivation, so the question — as ever heading into autumn — is whether I can hold things together before the wheels come off entirely somewhere around November.

Summary generated by Claude