Crazy week and 162.4lbs. Had an issue wearing some boots this weekend and the brace dug a massive hole in my heel that I didn't notice until it got infected. That really sucks sometimes. Anyways, upshot of that is being at the gym last night, taping the snot out of it I still wanted to run a bit (how weird is that after all these years not being able to run, can't not any more!). I had to shorten my stride a lot to take the pressure off the heel and surprisingly for me it felt okay at a slower pace.
When I got to 3km, my PB up to now, I still felt okay so jogged a few extra laps. Got to 4km. Then I figured I was so close to 5km I might as well do that. So I did. Then I just went a lap more and a lap more.
6km I did in the end. Twice my PB. Blew my 5km 2020 goal out of the water in February! I guess I accidentally found my longer distance pace and so stoked about that, I guess I need to look at 10km now!