A triple-header of a blog today, as again I fell off the Janathon wagon.
Firday 21st – Still suffering slightly from the flu-like symptoms that had ruined The Twentieth Day, it was a Domino’s and sofa evening and an early night as I tried to feel better in time for the next day…
Saturday 22nd – After a good eight hours sleep (for the first time in ages) I felt loads better on the Saturday morning, and boosted by another round of cold & flu capsules and ibuprofen I caught the 9am train from Nottingham to London. Living in such a small city, where it literally takes less than 15 minutes to walk from one side of the city centre to the other, I always find that going to London I cover loads more ground than I’m used to, so went in my Converse’s ready to hit the tourist trail.
When I got into St. Pancras, the Victoria line was down, so decided to walk to Euston to meet my friend Charlie. We then got the bus over to Oxford Street to meet our other friend, Naz. There was some pacing up the street, followed by a lot of mooching around Selfridges, and a long time stood around the Mac counter (damn it being the end of the month!) before heading back on the tube and over to Liverpool Street. We wandered around the shops at Spitalfields, before setting up camp in The Luxe.
It started off with a mug of tea and bowl of chips, before we began to make a small dent in the cocktail menu. Three and a half hours later, I was pretty tipsy and wishing I could stay in London to continue the fun. Instead, I had to get back on the tube to St. Pancras and I caught the train home.
I didn’t end up walking around as much as I thought I would, but getting up at 7am and not returning until nearly 11pm, I didn’t have much choice but to count the small amount of walking that did occur (in between drinking) as the day’s Janthon effort.
Another night of eight hours sleep (yipee!) and onto the next day…
Sunday 23rd – I usually go for a run before I’ve eaten anything, but this morning I woke up starving, so after enjoying poach eggs and mushrooms on toast courtesy of the housemate, I had a bit of a slouch on the sofa before finally heading out at 2.30pm. It was a thoroughly average run today – REALLY windy and I felt pretty downbeat that it wasn’t a lot easier.
The Twenty-Third Day Stats:
- Exercise: running
- Distance: 2.84km
- Time: 21:13
- Pace: 7:28/km
I’m still getting really annoyed at how hilly all my runs are! I vow now that next weekend I’ll drive somewhere else and go for a longer run somewhere a bit flatter.
On the plus side, I’ve had a text and a Facebook message this afternoon from two of my colleagues that are part of (the yet to meet) Monday Running Club, who said they’re definitely up for running tomorrow. Hurrah! The route we’ve come up with is flat but quite long. I’m interested to see what I’m like running with other people, as I haven’t done so yet as part of Janathon.
It’s 10 weeks today until our Derby 10k race. I found a 10 week 10k training plan on the internet, which I’m going to try and stick to. I feel glad that I can already run the time/distance required for the first couple of weeks of the plan, and I’m hoping that following it will help me actually make some progress. Going out on my own means that I haven’t really pushed myself. Now we’re over three weeks in and I’ve only done one run that was longer than I could comfortably manage on the 1st January anyway.
Only eight days left of Janathon, but it’s only the start of some proper training for the 10k.