(Training distance so far......7.6miles)
Well I think it is safe to say that it has been a mixed bag this weekend. Was informed that out of sheer mindbending fear of what we would do to them, our badminton opponents could not get a full team out, and had to postpone. With the second Heaton Park run on Saturday morning I thought it wise to give myself the Friday night off from playing socially.
The Saturday morning run was brilliant! Made sure I started the race towards the back of the pack, and as a result was surrounded with a posse of people running at what I would term as a sensible, Adrian-like pace (no, they were not all fatties and smokers; and yes, they were running!). The aim was to run for longer without stopping; the current record standing at 2.5km. Well my friends, I made it to 4km!! Between you, me and the gatepost (voice hushed to a whisper), I think I would have been able to run the whole thing; but with a busy Saturday ahead - and realising that progress had already been made - it was a quick 100 yard walk, and then a run to the finish (only 1 stop!). Particularly pleasing was the way when the hill of hatred appeared (I'm going to petition for the Wimbledon mound to be re-named!); I'd already knocked off two-thirds of it when deciding to walk..........
I'm not big on beating personal bests (much prefer the achievement of not having a coronary on the way; I am a simple man with simple goals), but nevertheless, I did! Twenty seconds quicker, and this time I left grandma in my wake (trying his best to ignore the fact that he only just beat her, and she has 30 years on him!)! The important thing is that it felt much better; and the physical repercussions were not nearly as severe as last Saturday. Much of it has to be down to the fact that I didn't set off so clartingly fast this time. Also, it feels like the first day of school all over again, as I have made some friends!! I discovered that grandma has a name....Andrea......and Jill is doing the sport relief 10km run in a few months, she managed to get to the top of the hill without stopping for the first time!! Hopefully next time that will be me.
May I say also, that it was a quite beautiful day to be running.
Since then things have been a bit tougher. Busy day on Saturday helping put my Mum's Christmas decorations away (heartily sick of climbing the two sets of stairs up to the attic) left me utterly shattered; and I have pretty much stayed that way ever since! I decided - as the customary naughty dinner (Marks and Spencer, chuck in the oven yum yums) didn't happen at Mums - to have a naughty dinner to myself on Sunday. Now, you won't believe me when I say this; but I said I would be honest, even when the truth is much less believable than fiction. I forgot a fairly pivotal fact when it came to treaty dinners (and no, I am not referring to the post Maastricht 'do'). When I am at Mums, we share the food; when I am on my own...... Before I knew it, I had - on my own - worked my way through a shepherds pie, cauliflower cheese and roast potatoes; all intended for two. Is it any surprise that the effect that this had on my digestive system was alarming. I will refrain from going into more detail, but suffice it to say I got very little sleep last night, and I am a sorry excuse for a human being today.
I am not looking for sympathy, as what I was and am suffering is largely self-inflicted; having said that, it has been a hellish busy start to the year; and last night was the first time where it felt like I was playing catch-up. I am a bit worried about the weigh-in tomorrow, as it is a grudge match between one run, and the excesses of the weekend. I guess what will be will be, and I will deal.
Right, out of this malaise, it is time to go back to basics, and rely on what has worked for me time and time again in these situations; even pb (pre-blog). Go home, take comfort, and achieve one personal thing in the day. So I am going to do just that.......
Go home no working late tonight; at 5pm, I am outta there.
Take comfort eaten nothing all day, so it's a comforting beans on toast in my dressing gown (not
literally, I will be wearing the dressing gown, the beans on toast will be on a plate!)
followed by an early night, and an electric blanket so hot you could fry eggs on it
Achieve giving the local clinic a hard time about knacking up my dentists appointment and
not rearranging
Tomorrow morning, back to it!
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