Went off travelling last week. As I couldn't take dear Boris with me, I decided that it was time for some cross-training. Specifically, time to take advantage of the "simplicity" of running and get my required dose of exercise that way.
Now, I normally like my hotels faceless and anonymous: I turn up, do what I want, no one knows my name, all is good. However, the hotel nearest to where I was going is a "House Hotel" - which seems to require a more personal touch from the staff. And I was staying there with a colleague, which cut me off from my normal route of saying little, and most particularly eating whenever I want.
Result of all this (and the point of this ramble) is that by the time I got to my room everyone knew that I was going for a run before dinner (because the table had to be booked around my running schedule). Everyone. My colleague, the hotel staff, quite probably the other guests... Oh, and all my other colleagues, because I'd left the office stating that I would be doing a run before dinner. Everyone.
I get to my room. Open my case. Am smug because - after previous disasters - I definitely have all my running kit this time. Open the bag with my trainers in them... And am confused. Hmm. I seem to have 2 non-matching trainers (one half a size bigger than the other, fact fans). Sigh to myself - well, that's just silly - and put them on the floor ready to put them on. Look at them again. Ah-hah. Not only are the trainers non-matching, they are also FOR THE SAME FOOT!!!!
I did actually consider trying to go for a run anyway, but reason prevailed. Of course, as noted above, I did not have the luxury of making such a jaw-droppingly stupid mistake and moving on (happily resigned to my non-running fate). Oh, no. This time I had to explain to every single person in the hotel ("How was your run?") and at work that I had been stupid enough to bring 2 trainers for the same foot with me and so had not been able to go for a run.
Running - the fun just continues... On, and on, and on...
Have another "can't cycle, must run" session coming up - will be double-checking the shoes, you can be assured!
:o}
Running time/distance: 0 hrs 0 mins 0 secs, 0 miles (Yay! And at the same time - Boo!)
Tuesday, 25 June 2013
Sunday, 2 June 2013
Half-Marathon: Inspiring a generation
So I have recovered some slight sense of perspective since completing the half-marathon, largely due to an extended period of rest/recovery/doing nothing. And, of course, chocolate.
I mean the fact that I ran the half-marathon more slowly this year than I went through it last year while doing the full marathon.... What does it matter really? I mean, yes, after an entire year of endless exercise and self-denial and the tedium that is training, one might expect to maybe be running a bit faster than last year. One might even be somewhat fed-up with the whole business, in fact - but that's not exactly new, is it? And, hey, it was a good 8 minutes (!) faster than I completed my last official half-marathon. Which involved significant hills.... Pah!
I did say "slight sense of perspective"....
Anyway, I did get some new loot out of it, and said loot is quite cool and so I shouldn't really grumble. AND my legs only hurt for a couple of days afterwards - rather than the 3 weeks that it took post-marathon... So you see, the positives are piling up when you think about it... The chocolate really does help with that, as does the sitting on the sofa refusing to do any stupid blooming exercise... *sigh*
Can't continue with that, though. I noted at work the other day that there's been a sudden flurry of fitness activity - people throughout the office are running at lunchtime, walking to work, and so forth. Apparently it's my fault - I have inspired my colleagues...!
...By making them feel lazy and fat. That's right - I have tortured myself to the point where I have made all my work colleagues unhappy. This is a proud moment indeed! I now have 2 means of inspiring people - terrifying them or making them miserable.
I'm off to savour the proof of my triumphant inspirational style by looking for some more chocolate... There must be some more around here somewhere...
(*_*)
Running time/distance: 0 hrs 0 mins 0 secs, 0 miles (week of rest - woo-hoo!!!!)
I mean the fact that I ran the half-marathon more slowly this year than I went through it last year while doing the full marathon.... What does it matter really? I mean, yes, after an entire year of endless exercise and self-denial and the tedium that is training, one might expect to maybe be running a bit faster than last year. One might even be somewhat fed-up with the whole business, in fact - but that's not exactly new, is it? And, hey, it was a good 8 minutes (!) faster than I completed my last official half-marathon. Which involved significant hills.... Pah!
I did say "slight sense of perspective"....
Anyway, I did get some new loot out of it, and said loot is quite cool and so I shouldn't really grumble. AND my legs only hurt for a couple of days afterwards - rather than the 3 weeks that it took post-marathon... So you see, the positives are piling up when you think about it... The chocolate really does help with that, as does the sitting on the sofa refusing to do any stupid blooming exercise... *sigh*
Can't continue with that, though. I noted at work the other day that there's been a sudden flurry of fitness activity - people throughout the office are running at lunchtime, walking to work, and so forth. Apparently it's my fault - I have inspired my colleagues...!
...By making them feel lazy and fat. That's right - I have tortured myself to the point where I have made all my work colleagues unhappy. This is a proud moment indeed! I now have 2 means of inspiring people - terrifying them or making them miserable.
I'm off to savour the proof of my triumphant inspirational style by looking for some more chocolate... There must be some more around here somewhere...
(*_*)
Running time/distance: 0 hrs 0 mins 0 secs, 0 miles (week of rest - woo-hoo!!!!)
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