Well the planned 30km turned out to be only 24 and a bit due to running out of time. The trouble with families is that, although you love them dearly, they don't half impinge on your training schedule. So having promised Emma that I'd be back by 10:30 so she and Maisie could go shopping for stuff for Myles' birthday party tomorrow, I'd more or less restricted myself to the distance covered.
The pack, being short of hexamine blocks and a couple of other small bits wasn't quite full weight but still tipped the scales at 9kg with the addition of water. This obviously slowed my pace down but it never felt like a struggle. All contents of the pack sat snugly in their allotted space and consequently the packs (back and front) sat snugly around my upper bod.
Another great advantage of training with my pack is that it gives me somewhere for water bottles and nibbles. When I'm sans sac I can never really be arsed to carry bottles, which must have an impact on my performance. So today I quaffed down 500mls of plain water and 500mls of Nuun laced water and chomped a Geo bar. As I was glugging away I got to thinking that I really must start to think about my water strategy. That can be this week's task. Results to follow.
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