i run therefore i am

July 6, 2007

Last day off

Filed under: Uncategorized — emruns @ 5:28 pm

Water Running and Real Running
Lady of leisure for one more week day, back to work on Monday.

I did my real run first, same as last time, walk 1 minute and run 4 minutes for 20 minutes covering about 2.8Km while running. Again I still felt good and still no niggles or protest from my shins. Sunday will be a tester I get to walk for 1 minute and run for 5 minutes for 30 minutes, so 25 minutes worth of running.

I am now starting to realise the benefits of all the pool running. I won’t lie, I have most definitely lost some fitness, if pressed to put a figure on it I’d say a loss of about 25% I am being careful to run slowly but I do find myself quickly winding up to about 5 minute per KM pace and have to peg myself back, Sunday’s run will give me a better view of were I am at. I am sure that had I not been doing the pool running that I would be in even a worse state, I hope anyway, I’d hate to think it was all for nowt.

Straight after the real run I hit the pool. I timed it today for when the school holiday program was on, this meant all the little kiddies were at the opposite side of the pool playing games and I had a nice empty “gentle exercise” lane to myself.

Ladder Session
5 minutes warm up
1 2 3 4 5 4 3 2 1 minutes hard with 1 minute steady pace recovery
5 minutes cool down

The off home to light a fire and pop the ice packs on my legs.

Tomorrow it is a big drive up to Bendigo to ferry some team mates to AV Round Whatever (too lazy to look it up, they are all just slipping away from me) and to dive the Div 2 girls to the changeover points. This one is being run as an Ekiden Relay from Harcourt to Bendigo, it is a road race where each participant runs a different length leg, the runners wear coloured sashes that are passed on at the changeover. This one looked like a bit of fun so I am particularly gutted about missing out.

I am ashamed to admit that I was in a bit of a vile mood about this injury stuff last night and had a bit of a bitchy lash out at a friend, I apologised straight away but it was pretty immature of me :oops:

I guess the whole cheersquad thing is starting to wear thin, I still enjoy being involved but it is Claytons running really, again I am being a stupid little sook and don’t deserve any sympathy. I think I need and angry room :lol: when the bank I work for took over a very popular regional bank let me just tell you it was HELL working in the call centre. Everyday for months we had customers ringing up to abuse us about the takeover, like it was our fault somehow. It got so bad that management turned one of the meeting rooms into and Angry Room. Basically it was just full of stress balls and those little super bouncy rubber balls, we would go in there and just chuck balls at the wall as hard as we could when we needed a time out. Maybe I need one at home too so I don’t inflict my moods on other people :roll:

At least it’s takeaway curry night, perfect in this weather and somehow I ended up buying a bottle of Jameson yesterday that will go down well with some gingerale :-)

PS – why I should never have children…..
Mac lets you download any number of free widgets that sit on the computers dashboard. Stacks of useful things like unit converters, something that lets you send an SMS from your desktop, calendar, weather check, Dictionary and so on. As well as heaps of totally useless but fun stuff. 2 days ago I downloaded something called Flappie. It is a cute little thing that looks like a green ball with giant ears that well, flap. He gives a visual representation of the local weather, you know, rain clouds, sunshine etc. But he is also like a Tamagochi and you have to feed him and play with him to keep him alive, he has a little heart beat and shows how many days old he is. Mine turned 1 day old today, sadly sometime during my pool session this after noon he died :-( I logged on this afternoon and was greeted with a little tombstone. Imagine what I would do with a real child :shock:

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