Long time no jog. Went to Istanbul, lost 2 or 3 kg, no idea how. Came home, put it back on. I’ve been trying interval sprints, see how that goes for a month or two, but this morning I got myself talked into a nice little run at 7 am with Crazy Triathlon Man and I-do-14k-for-fun man.
What have I become? Mind you, I held my own for the first 25 minutes, and then Brian gave it up due to a back injury. So not total humiliation. And it was nice to be out and moving with buddies in the morning sun. But man, is there ever a normal blog post brewing about turning 35 and … changing.
Trapeze proceedeth apace! Sasha the rigger is back on show crew, and she is an ex-aerialist, so she is going to train with me. New trapeze is hung and is dead sexy. I have lost the callouses on the back of my knees.
That’s about it, really.
posted by tyggerjai at 8:03 am
10.14
7.31
7.26
8.28
8.38
7.20
== 49.39
Under 50 minutes. Take what you want, or get what you’re given.
posted by tyggerjai at 9:39 am
10:37
7:40
7:34
8:07
8:56
7:19
== 50:16
No excuses.
posted by tyggerjai at 9:57 am
11:20
8:13
8:09
9:15
9:59
9:08
== 56:07.
No excuses. I may have been running slow, but I ran it.
posted by tyggerjai at 1:43 pm
10:53
7:50
7:46
8:41
9:12
8:08
== 52:31
The thing about discipline running in the pouring rain is that after the first kilometre, you’re as wet as you’re going to get, so you might as well keep going. Also, water cooling is generally more efficient than air cooling.
posted by tyggerjai at 11:17 am
10:41
7:46
7:44
8:44
10:38
8:04
== 53:38
No excuses.
posted by tyggerjai at 1:57 pm
I forgot how to push the buttons on my watch, because I’ve had ten days without running, and therefore ran like shit anyway. Tomorrow will be better.
posted by tyggerjai at 11:09 am
11:14
7:37
7:34
8:41
9:20
7:34
== 51:53
No excuses.
posted by tyggerjai at 11:53 am
So last night I was chatting to Andy the carp, who is quite the fitness freak (biking, running, kayaking, you name it), and he suggested we go running together this morning. I was looking forward to getting my arse kicked, but he brought a friend of his who is in decent shape but not, as he puts it, in running shape – my first big hill was a struggle, my second did him no good at all, and from then on we joggeda little, walked a little. So a relaxed 5k today, and no times.
But it was useful because he brought a calibrated pedometer! I think what I’ve been calling 3k is more like 4, which makes the 5 more like 6.5 and the 7 more like 9. Not that it really matters, so long as I’m doing the same route and trying to improve my own time, but kinda interesting to see just how far I do run.
After getting back into the weights yesterday, I am sore sore sore. Today, I think I have a bath and stretch. Being a fitness bunny I can handle, but stretching? I think I’m turning into a hippy.
posted by tyggerjai at 9:21 am
10:45
8:04
8:01
8:43
9:33
7:04
== 52:10
8 seconds. Fuck. I was pretty sure I’d be slower (and so I was!), but in the last 2 minutes I thought “Fuck it, I can make it!”. 8 fucking seconds.
posted by tyggerjai at 9:08 am