2 days in a row

Woke up this morning feeling great. Sunshine. So I went for a run. Same course as yesterday, only reversed. That meant the shunt from yesterday became a nice, downhill breath-catcher. Of course, it also meant the nice downhill bits from yesterday became today's shunts, only more so, because one of them IS REALLY STEEP AND RIGHT AT THE END.

We live on a shunt, surrounded by shunts. Moving to Norfolk is obviously out of the question. I mean, come on. Amstedam's a possibility. Is there an Amsterdam marathon, I wonder? If there is, I bet it's a right laugh!!!

Morning run

The most gorgeous start to the day. I have to run some errands a lunch time, by when I hope to have stopped sweating. And we have a company barbecue this evening, so I won't be running then. So I went this morning before work.

My 30-minute route from when I was training regularly took me 32 minutes. It's roughly 3.6 miles. So not too bad. For me, anyway. I'm sure for the innocent bystanders it was quite as shocking as the last one. Not a lot of bystanders this morning, actually. And they were all either extremely old or extremely young. Did they finally make teenagers illegal? If so, Mr. Brown, all is forgiven, please claim your next replacement lightbulb on me! Anyway, back on topic.

I did stop and walk half way through, too. The route has this huge bloody great hill called Foredown something-or-other. I always have to much sweat in my eyes by that point to see if it's a Road or a Drive or whatever. And it's a complete...let's call it a shunt and you can slip a la freud as you see fit. I'm sure it's allowed, but I lent my book to my friend Madeleine Wood, who used it to train for the recent Edinburgh marathon. Maddy, can I have the book back? As I say, I know there are training sessions that permit walking, but you know me, I have to have EVERYTHING ini writing.

TTFN

Ooops

I was fully intending to go for a run this morning. But my other half woke me up this morning and it was HALF PAST ELEVEN.

We have had the most brilliant weekend at my cousin's house. And we did walk for miles and miles and miles, both at the Heathfield show on Saturday and walking the loony dog yesterday, so I'm not feeling all that guilty.

Pictures here:

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2629564&l=6802310725&id=530049972

Been for a run. Sort of.

First one for...ooo...months and months. And therefore, not surprisingly, hideous both for me and for anyone unfortunate enough to have seen me. Children crying, old people with zimmer frames and cataracts asking me to 'move along, please', pregnant mothers asking if I'm taking the piss running around with a pillow stuffed up my t-shirt and 'do you know how it really feels'. That sort of thing.

Was out for about 30 minutes and, with no batteries for my pedometer and therefore just estimating against how far I remember being able to get when I was in regular training, I'm about 15% worse than before.

But then, with the excess I'm lugging around lately, as Patsy Stone once said, 'It is a miracle that I can walk at all.' She also said, 'Smoking is good for you.' Ab Fab was brilliant, wasn't it. All sort of like the bible. Which bits do you just believe and which require a value judgement?

It nearly worked

Only, I managed to sleep right through the night last night. I have the scary lycra on now, though, and plan to 'run' at lunchtime.

I have a cunning plan

I'm making a concerted effort these days to go to bed at a decent hour. 4 months or so off the ciggies and my sleeping patterns have returned to normal. That means six or seven hours' sleep a night. But I'm so focussed on the getting up that I keep failing to realise that 9.30 or 10 o'clock is TOO early to turn in. I keep waking up and just lying there, tossing and turning.

So tonight I will put a set of running gear in the living room. That way, I can get up and go for a run without clattering around in the dark looking for stuff and waking my other half up! Whether or not I actually do, of course, remains to be seen.

But I can actually feel jigglage when I walk and it's been over twenty years since I had that. Time to do something about it, and the lighter mornings will help.

Fingers crossed.

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