A short blog post today…
Got home quite late from work, house was a mess, hungry for dinner, loads of stuff to sort out, so yet again, if it wasn’t for Janathon I wouldn’t have bothered.
Anyway, I did (yay me!) and I was glad I did too, another good day. The last two runs have actually been enjoyable. I realised that I’ve gone past the stage of ONLY thinking about putting one foot in front of the other, about how much my chest hurts, about how it looks a really long way even to the next lamp post. Sounds like progress to me.
I’d like to say I nipped (although not that speedily) round this jog and I actually felt okay, not wait, I felt good when I got home. I’m not running until Sunday now – there’s other exercise planned in between – and I’m actually looking forward to it already.
Only problem I’m having at the moment is that both my knees and ankles hurt. It doesn’t feel that focussed on a specific part though, like when I injured my knee before (which only hurt on the muscle running down the outside of my knee). I think it’s either due to my shoes (haven’t been fitted properly yet) or the fact it’s a bit hilly where I’m running. Or maybe both.
The Nineteenth Day Stats:
- Exercise: running
- Distance: 2.59km
- Time: 18:45
- Pace: 7:14/km
I have been trying to write this blog for about three hours now. I’ve been very distracted by the TV this evening – namely by ‘Sun, Sex and Suspicious Parents’ on BBC Three (which I don’t know why I watched as it was actually just sick, sweat and teenagers kissing badly) followed by the Sex and The City double bill, which is a regular 10pm feature in our house.
Despite lazing around on the sofa post-run, today was a good day. Finally managed to get back out for a run for the first time since day eleven. Went out with a relaxed attitude, and it seemed to work.
When I first started out my knees and ankles hurt, I worried that this was going to be a very short run. Thankfully when I got a bit further in that pain seemed to subside (it’s yet to be seen whether it will return in the morning). Getting up the stairs was interesting.
I seemed to be able to get into my stride a lot easier this evening – remembering the advice of keeping my chin up worked well too – and I ran almost double the length I intended to.
I kept extending my run, every time running past a turning that would lead me home quicker, eventually doing just over 4k by the time I’d completed the loop.
And, on top of the distance (quite long for me), I also managed to run the whole time (unusual for me). Did I also mention it’s not that flat where I live too?!
I love runs like that – where it feels relatively easy, you feel you’re making real progress, it’s enjoyable and it all feels worthwhile. Not a great speed but distance is increasing, which is what I want to work on first.
The Eighteenth Day Stats:
• Exercise: Running
• Distance: 4.06km
• Time: 29.07
• Pace: 7.09/km
I never should’ve tempted fate by saying on Twitter how I was excited about the first ever meeting of ‘Monday Running Club’. Bad move.
I had, I thought, managed to persuade three girls in my team (who are also doing the Derby 10k with me) to do a bit of group training by running together after work. Mondays weren’t ideal, but the only day everyone was free, so we agreed to have our first session today. I’d even found the map of a mile long loop around our building.
Obviously you can see where this is going – I lugged all my kit into the office only to find the others hadn’t done the same. I wasn’t going to run around work on my own, so came home having not run and feeling a bit deflated.
I had tap class later on this evening anyway, so to make up for it, I turned up to tap early to practise one of the dances for our upcoming show. Luckily two others had the same idea and we had a good few run throughs of the (currently only) finished dance before the class started.
We know one of the dances fairly well now, practising it is turning into a pretty good work out, especially as we’re starting to add in arms and smiley faces!
The show is going to come around very quickly – it’s the first two weekends of March, so towards then I’ll be getting in loads of extra exercise from dancing – yes!
I haven’t run in three days. I haven’t done any other exercise in those three days either. There I said it. I’ve failed in my Janathon attempt. And only thirteen days in too. I am annoyed at myself to say the least.
However, I am still going to write a half-arsed attempt at a justification…
Friday. I knew I was going out after work, so was going to run in the morning. I didn’t. One day failed. Friday night, I drank too much gin. Saturday written off, two days failed. Sunday, said I was going to run in the evening, ended up not. Three days failed.
To expand slightly on the justification – the reason I was so utterly lame was that someone who I was really good friends with a while back was in Nottingham for the weekend. I hadn’t seen him in five years. It was so good to catch up that we did so on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Add in a hangover too and there really wasn’t much time for running.
I have a massive lack of motivation and self control at the best of times, and when there’s the opportunity of spending some time with someone that I haven’t seen in so, so long these go even more out of the window. As annoyed as I am at myself for not sticking to Janathon, I feel like I’ve reinstated a long-lost friendship this weekend, which is pretty cool.
Anyway… moving back onto the real reason for this blog… tomorrow I AM BACK ON IT! I am not letting a (three day long) blip put me off too much, and am going to start up on the exercise again tomorrow.
I was never, ever going to be in the (ahem) running for a Janathon prize from the off, and the whole thing has pushed me to do way more exercise than I would’ve done anyway. I’ve signed up for another 10k. I’ve read loads of really funny, informative Janathon blogs, made a few comments and read about everyone’s progress on Twitter. So, in short, I am still really enjoying the running/exercising/Janathoning/blogging thing and will continue to do so… tomorrow!
Yoga again tonight. Yoga is hard. It really looks like it should be easy, but it really hurts. I thought my Achilles were going to snap with my rather lame attempt at ‘The Chair’, which actually resembled more of a stool.
And don’t even get me started on this one…
It seems most poses in yoga are designed to make all the blood rush to your head. I think that’s what gives you that nice, relaxed feeling afterwards.
The lying on the floor with your eyes closed probably helps too though…