Yesterday morning, I went for a short (8k/5 mile) run to test out my ribs, with the intention of running at what Mastersmarathonrunner calls a ‘jokingly slow’ pace. I like this expression as it makes me smile – triggering thoughts of a really easy, enjoyable run. I guess it sits below ‘Easy’ in the pecking order of running pace terms. In the event, my ribs were a little sore, but fine, and I ran at around my marathon pace.
It was a gorgeous, blue sky day, so in the afternoon, I also took off for an 11.5k/7 mile walk from the chalet up to La Forclaz (Valais) and then down to Les Haudères and back. After the recent warm temperatures, I wasn’t expecting to see as much snow, especially on the south facing slopes.